fetal frenzy
So, a week ago I found out I was pregnant. Lol. I don't know what else to say.
I guess I'm still sort of in shock, not that I should be. I mean, it's not like we were practicing any type of contraception. Maybe it's just the kind of thing were you don't think it could happen to you. I'm not saying I'm not happy or that it's a bad thing. I'm super excited and happy, though I must admit I am a little scared. I'm not scared about labor or the rest of my life, but of the fact that I will go through this ALONE. My husband is deploying in October, leaving me alone and pregnant in middle of nowhere Killeen. I'm just worried about how I'm gonna manage. I mean, WTF am I gonna do with myself?! I need a pet. Lol.
My parents are going nutz about it, I think they wanted this more than me. My dads already thinkin up ideas for a swing set and all other sorts of kid things he wants to buil in the back yeard. Lol.
I can't wait to meet the fetus.
Jason's parents on the other hand, they have no clue yet.
Can I tell you a secret? The thing I'm scared of the most, (this is gonna sound so conceited and vain) I LOVE my breasts. I Love 'em! I think thety are GREAT! Beautiful! Perfect! Haha, not a mark of inperfections on them such as STRETCHMARKS!
I DO NOT WANT TO GET STRETCHMARKS ON MY BREASTS!
Oh the HORROR!
Then, to top it off, the little fucker is gonna suck them dry. They will never again be the same! That, is my worst nightmare.
Lol, okay, that's it for now.
I guess I'm still sort of in shock, not that I should be. I mean, it's not like we were practicing any type of contraception. Maybe it's just the kind of thing were you don't think it could happen to you. I'm not saying I'm not happy or that it's a bad thing. I'm super excited and happy, though I must admit I am a little scared. I'm not scared about labor or the rest of my life, but of the fact that I will go through this ALONE. My husband is deploying in October, leaving me alone and pregnant in middle of nowhere Killeen. I'm just worried about how I'm gonna manage. I mean, WTF am I gonna do with myself?! I need a pet. Lol.
My parents are going nutz about it, I think they wanted this more than me. My dads already thinkin up ideas for a swing set and all other sorts of kid things he wants to buil in the back yeard. Lol.
I can't wait to meet the fetus.
Jason's parents on the other hand, they have no clue yet.
Can I tell you a secret? The thing I'm scared of the most, (this is gonna sound so conceited and vain) I LOVE my breasts. I Love 'em! I think thety are GREAT! Beautiful! Perfect! Haha, not a mark of inperfections on them such as STRETCHMARKS!
I DO NOT WANT TO GET STRETCHMARKS ON MY BREASTS!
Oh the HORROR!
Then, to top it off, the little fucker is gonna suck them dry. They will never again be the same! That, is my worst nightmare.
Lol, okay, that's it for now.