Jul 28, 2002 01:13
3:00 in the morning, thunderstorms outside. Brian is asleep as he has been for hours, since about 8:00. We are not pregnant, I am pregnant, he gets to feel the baby move and all the perks. I get to be in pain and an insomniac and the one who worries. Fucker.
I sleep better when he is not in bed. I don't know what that says. Yes I do, but I'm ignoring it for now.
BK is being crazy, who would of thought that such a small animal could generate so much noise?
Miles is wonderful, I coloured his hair and it he looks great. He needs the color to stay on longer, so I'll put more on tomorrow. If he were older he would be the ideal birth partner. He and I are very close, Brian and I are roommates. This baby hasn't especially brought us close. My fault. Well, I did want the baby, so I will suffer the slings and arrows while he drools on Miles pillow. I put up the new shower curtain, it needs to be up higher. Doing anything is quite a task. My back might actually be healing. It doesn't hurt.
Waiting for the Benadryl to kick in. The hours Ive spent in bed just trying to relax and find some peace, some sleep are many. Besides being full of baby ofcourse.
It's quite now, I wonder if all the storms have passed. I dreamt during my nap that there was a tornado and I was getting Miles friend and him out the emergency doors on a bus.
Thats about it for now, I trust my body to birth painlessly, I relax and let my body do the work.