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It seems that my forever increasing forgetfulness has led me to neglect this journal. My apologies.
Today I didn't get to go to work. Why? Well, I woke up around eleven to find that Jean wasn't home. I was rather mad that he didn't wake me up at ALL. I called Roy's secretary (her too-cheery voice bothers me) and I heard her say before she handed the phone over to Jean: "Be careful, her feathers are very ruffled." Hmpf.
Jean went on to tell me that he didn't wake me up due to this was the first time all week that I've had some sleep. It's rather hard to sleep now since I'm five months pregnant. See, before all of this, I usually sleep on my stomach, and used one pillow to hold or rest my head on. It's how I've always slept. Then when Jean moved in, he became my pillow. And now since I'm pregnant.. Well, sleeping on my back is not fun at all because I feel like all of my organs are pushed against my spine, and if I lay on my side, one of the twins (whatever side I'm laying on) kicks. When I first could feel them kick, it was thrilling. It still is, but I just wish they wouldn't play when I'm trying to get some sleep. So it's very hard to describe to Roy, and just about everyone else at work, why I look so tired lately. Not like they all have kicking babies in their stomachs.
Anyway.
This week hasn't been that great for me. Early on in the week I was rather hungry and chewing on a pen at the same time.. and you could imagine how that ended. I had blue ink running down my chin. And let me tell you, ink is not tasty. Not as tasty as the ice cream that I was thinking of at the time. I also tried to get dressed by myself this week too, and that ended up in a catastrophe. Well, I can dress myself, it's my shoes that are a problem. Jean has to help me get them on or else they blister my heels up. I wish sometimes I could just go barefoot and stay barefoot in work.
Then again, with a wind chill of four degrees outside.. I take that back.
I also had a dream this week that I went to the shooting range with my current condition. One of the main instructors looked at me like I grew three heads and screamed, 'You terrible mother! How can you let your children listen to gun shots!' I don't think I'd be able to forget that dream. Part of me has been craving to shoot.. other side of me saids I can't because the twins can hear now.
Getting back on topic.. I spent the majority of the day looking up nursery funiture and sleeping with Hayate. We haven't even began to plan out what to do. I figured we could start once we find out what exactly we are having, but still.. I read that twins are usually born about 1-2 months before their expected due date.. (which absolutely scares me)I also went through our pantry and refilled a few lollipop bowls that are scattered around the house.. Making sure I put all of Jean's favorite flavors on top.
I'm going to try and go back to bed now. Though I must admit, the energy trying to do so is wasted.
~Riza
Today I didn't get to go to work. Why? Well, I woke up around eleven to find that Jean wasn't home. I was rather mad that he didn't wake me up at ALL. I called Roy's secretary (her too-cheery voice bothers me) and I heard her say before she handed the phone over to Jean: "Be careful, her feathers are very ruffled." Hmpf.
Jean went on to tell me that he didn't wake me up due to this was the first time all week that I've had some sleep. It's rather hard to sleep now since I'm five months pregnant. See, before all of this, I usually sleep on my stomach, and used one pillow to hold or rest my head on. It's how I've always slept. Then when Jean moved in, he became my pillow. And now since I'm pregnant.. Well, sleeping on my back is not fun at all because I feel like all of my organs are pushed against my spine, and if I lay on my side, one of the twins (whatever side I'm laying on) kicks. When I first could feel them kick, it was thrilling. It still is, but I just wish they wouldn't play when I'm trying to get some sleep. So it's very hard to describe to Roy, and just about everyone else at work, why I look so tired lately. Not like they all have kicking babies in their stomachs.
Anyway.
This week hasn't been that great for me. Early on in the week I was rather hungry and chewing on a pen at the same time.. and you could imagine how that ended. I had blue ink running down my chin. And let me tell you, ink is not tasty. Not as tasty as the ice cream that I was thinking of at the time. I also tried to get dressed by myself this week too, and that ended up in a catastrophe. Well, I can dress myself, it's my shoes that are a problem. Jean has to help me get them on or else they blister my heels up. I wish sometimes I could just go barefoot and stay barefoot in work.
Then again, with a wind chill of four degrees outside.. I take that back.
I also had a dream this week that I went to the shooting range with my current condition. One of the main instructors looked at me like I grew three heads and screamed, 'You terrible mother! How can you let your children listen to gun shots!' I don't think I'd be able to forget that dream. Part of me has been craving to shoot.. other side of me saids I can't because the twins can hear now.
Getting back on topic.. I spent the majority of the day looking up nursery funiture and sleeping with Hayate. We haven't even began to plan out what to do. I figured we could start once we find out what exactly we are having, but still.. I read that twins are usually born about 1-2 months before their expected due date.. (which absolutely scares me)I also went through our pantry and refilled a few lollipop bowls that are scattered around the house.. Making sure I put all of Jean's favorite flavors on top.
I'm going to try and go back to bed now. Though I must admit, the energy trying to do so is wasted.
~Riza