Good Day
I sure hate it when I'm writing a journal entry and then I lose it... I keep thinking that I've learned from the last time to copy and paste elsewhere first, but then it always happens again!
Ok, I'll try to recount again.
On Friday I had a melt down. Tears and all. Then on Saturday morning I woke up, finished reading Harry Potter, finished as much knitting as I could before my "finishing" class, and then was at a loss of what I would do with myself now. So I went for a run. It started out great, felt great, mentally doing well, and then, 32 min in, and at my furthest point away from home, I ran out of steam!! I barely made it up the hill (walking) and called my amazing husband to come pick me up. I would have completely lost it except that my Running and Pregnancy book warns that this could happen and that I should keep my cell phone with me when I run... so I do, just in case, and just in case happened.
When we got home we started making lunch and a good friend called. It cheered me up immensely and so did hanging out with my husband for an hour or so. Then I went to my finishing class which was great. The instructor was close to my age and the other "student" was a mom of an 8 month old. We had some great conversation and I learned all I needed to know to finish my masterpiece (a sweater that I started for my husband back in May). I bought more yarn to knit a sweater for my neice next, and made my way home for about 6:30.
When I made it home we made some dinner and then I sat down and worked on the sweater. I was really into it and wanted to get as much done before I had to crawl into bed. Well, I finished the collar and added a sleeve on, and then made my husband try it on to see how I was doing. It looked great! I couldn't believe it! This is my first big project, so I was kind of expecting it to look like there was something wrong with it but it really looked good! Yay!
After the trying on, I was tired and I looked at the clock and it was 10pm!! Wow, I haven't seen 10 pm in weeks!!! I was so excited that I was up so late and not sick! And then I was so excited to realize that I was not sick! Yippee!! Knock on wood, but I sure hope I'm done with being sick! For some it doesn't even start until the 3rd month (where I'm just getting into) because the hormones that make you sick keep increasing until week 12, but for me it started in week 3, so I think it would be fair for mine to be over now, even though biologically it doesn't make sense (unless... my liver is getting better at metabolizing the hormone!?!). Any experts out there?
So in light of all my complaining, I thought you might like to know that I had a good day... and today is going well so far too! By the way, Little P is now officially a "fetus" and is looking like a real baby. It is doing fetal gymnastics in my uterus, and is about an inch long from head to 'tail'. Despite the crummyness, it's still very exciting!! I can't wait to hear the baby's heart beat at my midwife appointment later this month!!
Ok, I'll try to recount again.
On Friday I had a melt down. Tears and all. Then on Saturday morning I woke up, finished reading Harry Potter, finished as much knitting as I could before my "finishing" class, and then was at a loss of what I would do with myself now. So I went for a run. It started out great, felt great, mentally doing well, and then, 32 min in, and at my furthest point away from home, I ran out of steam!! I barely made it up the hill (walking) and called my amazing husband to come pick me up. I would have completely lost it except that my Running and Pregnancy book warns that this could happen and that I should keep my cell phone with me when I run... so I do, just in case, and just in case happened.
When we got home we started making lunch and a good friend called. It cheered me up immensely and so did hanging out with my husband for an hour or so. Then I went to my finishing class which was great. The instructor was close to my age and the other "student" was a mom of an 8 month old. We had some great conversation and I learned all I needed to know to finish my masterpiece (a sweater that I started for my husband back in May). I bought more yarn to knit a sweater for my neice next, and made my way home for about 6:30.
When I made it home we made some dinner and then I sat down and worked on the sweater. I was really into it and wanted to get as much done before I had to crawl into bed. Well, I finished the collar and added a sleeve on, and then made my husband try it on to see how I was doing. It looked great! I couldn't believe it! This is my first big project, so I was kind of expecting it to look like there was something wrong with it but it really looked good! Yay!
After the trying on, I was tired and I looked at the clock and it was 10pm!! Wow, I haven't seen 10 pm in weeks!!! I was so excited that I was up so late and not sick! And then I was so excited to realize that I was not sick! Yippee!! Knock on wood, but I sure hope I'm done with being sick! For some it doesn't even start until the 3rd month (where I'm just getting into) because the hormones that make you sick keep increasing until week 12, but for me it started in week 3, so I think it would be fair for mine to be over now, even though biologically it doesn't make sense (unless... my liver is getting better at metabolizing the hormone!?!). Any experts out there?
So in light of all my complaining, I thought you might like to know that I had a good day... and today is going well so far too! By the way, Little P is now officially a "fetus" and is looking like a real baby. It is doing fetal gymnastics in my uterus, and is about an inch long from head to 'tail'. Despite the crummyness, it's still very exciting!! I can't wait to hear the baby's heart beat at my midwife appointment later this month!!