Oh yay, here we are again.
Another sleepless night, what fun.
I have so much on my mind it's not even funny. Mostly the baby-making stuff. Thanks to the pills I've had a killer headache for four days and am swinging through moods like a gorilla through trees. It feels like everyone is pregnant except me. *sigh*
Crash has turned out to be a total sweetie. I wish we could keep him.
Today I was able to button and zip a pair of jeans TWO sizes smaller than the ones I usually wear. I wouldn't say they fit and I think the only reason I could do it was because they were stretchy but still... I zipped a pair of SIZE TEN jeans. Sadly, my bra size has also gone down. At the very least I weigh as much as I did when I got married and I much weigh at least fifty pounds less than I did at this time last year.
Wed. is my last ASL class until the fall. I'm trying not to be bitter that the next level is being offered on a night I can't go in order to accomodate someone who only shows up half the time. I have a near-prefect attendance record. Instead of an exam we have to chat for a few minutes and try to work this sessions vocabulary words into the conversation.
Boom insists he needs to cuddle and it's impossible to type when he's like this so I guess I'll lie in bed and count sheep pr something.
M.
I have so much on my mind it's not even funny. Mostly the baby-making stuff. Thanks to the pills I've had a killer headache for four days and am swinging through moods like a gorilla through trees. It feels like everyone is pregnant except me. *sigh*
Crash has turned out to be a total sweetie. I wish we could keep him.
Today I was able to button and zip a pair of jeans TWO sizes smaller than the ones I usually wear. I wouldn't say they fit and I think the only reason I could do it was because they were stretchy but still... I zipped a pair of SIZE TEN jeans. Sadly, my bra size has also gone down. At the very least I weigh as much as I did when I got married and I much weigh at least fifty pounds less than I did at this time last year.
Wed. is my last ASL class until the fall. I'm trying not to be bitter that the next level is being offered on a night I can't go in order to accomodate someone who only shows up half the time. I have a near-prefect attendance record. Instead of an exam we have to chat for a few minutes and try to work this sessions vocabulary words into the conversation.
Boom insists he needs to cuddle and it's impossible to type when he's like this so I guess I'll lie in bed and count sheep pr something.
M.