little miss clingy
14 weeks 6 days pregnant...
I am so bored. SO. BORED. Time is crawling. I don't really have much work to do right now and I am so sick of surfing the internet.
I'm bored at home too. Derrick went up to the cottage with his mother and I am so lonely. I hate sleeping in our bed alone so I have been sleeping on the couch. Sunday, the first night he was gone, I barely slept at all, so I stayed home from work and sat on the couch all day yesterday. But last night I went out for pizza with a friend, and tonight and tomorrow I'll be doing classes at the gym, so hopefully I won't be too lonely the entire time. I am not used to being in that house all by myself. It's strange and sad.
I have an appointment with the midwife tomorrow. I'm so paranoid that something is going to be wrong with the baby since Derrick is out of town and all. I don't like the idea of him not being here if something is wrong. A friend offered to go to the appointment with me, so I feel a bit better about it, but still.
Pregnancy has turned me into a big mess. I used to think of myself as a pretty independent person, but now I feel like I can't even go to the bathroom by myself. A few weeks ago Derrick went to Guelph for ONE NIGHT and I bawled like a baby. But then I think back to last year when I was in Toronto for training and Derrick came to visit, and when he left I cried. So maybe when it comes to him I've never been independent.
I am so bored. SO. BORED. Time is crawling. I don't really have much work to do right now and I am so sick of surfing the internet.
I'm bored at home too. Derrick went up to the cottage with his mother and I am so lonely. I hate sleeping in our bed alone so I have been sleeping on the couch. Sunday, the first night he was gone, I barely slept at all, so I stayed home from work and sat on the couch all day yesterday. But last night I went out for pizza with a friend, and tonight and tomorrow I'll be doing classes at the gym, so hopefully I won't be too lonely the entire time. I am not used to being in that house all by myself. It's strange and sad.
I have an appointment with the midwife tomorrow. I'm so paranoid that something is going to be wrong with the baby since Derrick is out of town and all. I don't like the idea of him not being here if something is wrong. A friend offered to go to the appointment with me, so I feel a bit better about it, but still.
Pregnancy has turned me into a big mess. I used to think of myself as a pretty independent person, but now I feel like I can't even go to the bathroom by myself. A few weeks ago Derrick went to Guelph for ONE NIGHT and I bawled like a baby. But then I think back to last year when I was in Toronto for training and Derrick came to visit, and when he left I cried. So maybe when it comes to him I've never been independent.