Sunday, August 17, 2008

I rented a bunch of movies Friday to take my mind off the drama at work which kind of worked. I cannot imagine how I'm supposed to make small talk and feign kindness to this woman when I go back on Monday. I'm glad I left it that I didn't trust her and she would have to work to regain my trust. Because I think that will buy me a lot of leeway in avoiding her for awhile.

I don't have much to report. If I hadn't had it confirmed at the doctor, I might not believe I was pregnant. Yes, I'm tired, and yes, I have a condition I like to call 'just shy of indigestion' (i.e. not quite heartburn, not quite nausea) off and on throughout the day. But really, it just seems like there's nothing going on. But when I think about it, I freak out a little bit. I know I've already said this a thousand times, but I just really thought this would never happen. It kinda makes me want to shriek with joy every time I think about it.

The two symptoms combined have me in this state where I've been resting a lot so I kind of have cabin fever at home, but am not quite motivated enough to get up and do anything.

Finally, after lunch yesterday, I talked myself into showering and running some errands. So, I came home from those and made a birthday card for my brother, and a scrapbook page for my mom. I finished the two online courses we are required to take for our foster care license. I even visited friend S. last night w/DH for an hour or so. But I was exhausted after all that activity.

Hoping today I can get the motivation to make more progress around the house on the foster care preparations. We only have two more weeks of class - and my goal is to have all our other tasks completed at that same time, so there's nothinig left to do other than have our home visit with the state!

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Those first few weeks after I found out I was pregnant seemed nerve-wracking at the time. I kept telling myself to "enjoy" this time because soon the nausea would be kicking in full time and I would start to feel heavy...which I did. Sometimes it helped to take my mind off of the few symptoms I had as yet by imagining my body was breaking me into this pregnancy gently.