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My hormones have sent me into a total downward spiral. I posted before about the post partum depression and whatnot...what's screwed up is how I was finally able to cope without the zoloft, then BOOM, here comes preggers again. On a side note, I was using birth control, just a matter of it not working once. I was being careful...just was in the 4% range one particular time.
Not that I am upset about having another kid. It's a LOT of work, yes and a lot of cash. It's not the baby's fault, so I can't get pissed over it. It's just the whole going irrational, crying, wonky crap I hate. And I don't dare take the zoloft until I find out if it's ok or not.
Hell, I don't know if I want to take it at all until after the kid comes, just to be safe.
I haven't been doing much of anything lately. I'm so behind on writing for the community that it's pathetic...though I finally got a new post up for the one story today. Maybe the others will follow. It's hard to get much done, I feel guilty if I gt on too long because I know Rob needs the comp for ghosttec. He doesn't say anything, I just feel bad.
Been an ass to Rob a lot lately, too though I don't mean to. You always lash out at those you love, which is a stupid thing to do. I feel like crap over it, because he's been really patient with me lately. Took me for a big mac when I was craving them, even got me a sundae and the sweet n sour sauce all set up on my little side of the table to be sweet. :-) I mean, yeah, it's easy to get that stuff, sure. It's McDonalds, it's cheap...sure...BUT, the fact that he remembered everything JUST how I like it was great. That is the thing. :) And he had gotten me the lil dancey flower...heh. I like that thing.
I think I just need some serious cuddleage.
Not that I am upset about having another kid. It's a LOT of work, yes and a lot of cash. It's not the baby's fault, so I can't get pissed over it. It's just the whole going irrational, crying, wonky crap I hate. And I don't dare take the zoloft until I find out if it's ok or not.
Hell, I don't know if I want to take it at all until after the kid comes, just to be safe.
I haven't been doing much of anything lately. I'm so behind on writing for the community that it's pathetic...though I finally got a new post up for the one story today. Maybe the others will follow. It's hard to get much done, I feel guilty if I gt on too long because I know Rob needs the comp for ghosttec. He doesn't say anything, I just feel bad.
Been an ass to Rob a lot lately, too though I don't mean to. You always lash out at those you love, which is a stupid thing to do. I feel like crap over it, because he's been really patient with me lately. Took me for a big mac when I was craving them, even got me a sundae and the sweet n sour sauce all set up on my little side of the table to be sweet. :-) I mean, yeah, it's easy to get that stuff, sure. It's McDonalds, it's cheap...sure...BUT, the fact that he remembered everything JUST how I like it was great. That is the thing. :) And he had gotten me the lil dancey flower...heh. I like that thing.
I think I just need some serious cuddleage.