Holy shit, last night was a doozy. I had been exhausted all day, barely able to keep my eyes open, and thE girls were so sweet,helping me take care of them, letting me lie down without jumping on me, etc. I couldn't sleep while I had them, but of course, as soon as I get home, I'm wide fucking awake. It was 9pm, and I'm not a bit tired, and I just lost it.
I started crying and venting to keith that it wasn't fair, me not having any energy all day with the girls, but still can't nap later. It turns into a sobbed about how out of control I feel, freaked out about how fast it's happened, how i feel like im creating drama, and just every little thing that's changing.
He just says, "Baby, you're pregnant, it's all part of the process." We go for a walk by the San Carlos Airport, and overlooking the marsh and planes, we talk about everything. I told him how unbelievably close I feel to him, he told me that he loves me more every single day - then says he feels bad about that, like he couldn't believe how much he loved me on our wedding day, but it seems to pale in comparison to today.
We even talked about my fears of losing the baby, but he took it in stride, and said it's all part of our journey.
I can't believe how happy I am, even with the insane changes in my body and emotional state. Keith has been so patient, so supportive and sweet - he just blows my mind every day. I thought we couldn't have been happier than buying our little house, thenour wedding day, then the honeymoon, now this...I'm beyond grateful for how much joy is in my life, and how much I love him.
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