Last night I went to bed semi-late. I had put Aixah to bed at 10:15 and Victor was still not home from work (that's a whole 'nother post) so I had the TV and the couch to myself. I ordered a chick flick, 'Confessions of a Shopaholic' and enjoyed it as if it were the most fun I had had in a long time. But then I couldn't fall asleep. And even though we have a new and fantastic mattress AND new pillows, I just couldn't find my comfort zone. I must have tossed and turned and touched my belly for what must've been two dozen times. So yeah, this whole pregnancy thing is definitely on my mind.
I'm now in my third month of pregnancy which is scary. I haven't had much morning sickness although I get really nauseous if I don't eat every two or so hours. The exhaustion is horrible, I'm late to work every morning because I press the snooze button about 10 times before I actually wake up.
I still haven't told the bosses that I'm expecting although I am noticeably showing and have just stopped caring enough and don't even bother to tuck it in or hide behind my huge bag. So they must know, but then again, we've all been so busy with our ridiculous deadlines.
And I'll stop there because I have a horrible headache and I'm nauseous and it is really hot in the office today.
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