Week Thirteen
I'm in quite a mood this evening! I suppose it's a hormonal thing. Let me tell you what is going on . . .
So, I get to my grouchiness this evening . . . While soaking in the tub I got to thinking about a conversation that I had today. "Do you guys want a boy this time"? "We really don't care." "Oh, I think it would be GREAT if you had a boy this time." What is this obsession with gender? I wanted to scream (yes, scream) at this woman, "After three miscarriages and the 'possibility' of something wrong this time around, do you really think I care about the sex of the baby"? UGH! I'm venting . . . sorry. But I do feel better.
Let me give you my toilet paper update, I'm at 7-3/4 squares. I feel so much bigger than that! I outgrew the one pair of jeans that still fit. Well, I can't button them and be comfortable. And they weren't even 'my' jeans. They were a bigger size that I had when I was pregnant with Chaynee. Sigh . . . My wardrobe is limited until I get a little bigger. I'm afraid no one knows what to get me for Christmas, so I'll be bombarded with the latest Maternity fashions (okay, at least the ones from Target and Sears - shopping here is limited). Maybe I should come up with a wish list?
Thanks for putting up with my crabbiness this week!
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