Today was just a beautiful day.<\/p>\n
Yesterday at work I was wondering how in the hell I was going to get through another day of work. At lunch time I was in the back, eating, when I heard the managers asking everyone if someone wanted the day off, we had enough people scheduled. People hemmed. I craned my ears and yelled, “Are you offering?? I’ll take it!!” I heard yelled back, “SOLD!” I was positively giddy for the rest of the day.<\/p>\n
So today instead of waking up to my alarm and going to work, again<\/i>, I instead woke up peacefully next to my husband, the bedroom light and bright, and we cuddled and talked for a couple hours before getting up. I forgot what a nice way to wake up that was. I forgot how nice it is to actually spend time talking to my husband – we haven’t been sleeping the same hours lately, which means no evening or morning catch-up.<\/p>\n
Of course Den discovered this morning when he went to take a shower that our oil had finished out over the night and there was no hot water. No showers, no dishwasher, no clothes washer. Even that didn’t bother me.<\/p>\n
Den headed out for the day with his brother, and men were banging around in our basement hooking up pipes and things, so I headed out to the mall. My goal was to buy some sweaters, but before I managed that I ended up purchasing socks, jeans and a candle. Funny how that works at the mall… it’s scary. I then decided spur-of-the-moment to get my nails done… they needed it, and the place in the mall is only $12. And then while I was there, even more spur-of-the-moment, I got my brows done. They needed it, but I walked out of there feeling very nervous. The last time I had my brows waxed was, ummm, early college. I’m still adjusting.<\/p>\n
Finally I found some sweaters that fit nice, ate a quick meal, and finally left. Why is it every time I leave the mall I feel only slightly victorious and more considerably like I just escaped by the skin of my teeth?<\/p>\n
I then went to the YMCA where I had a hot shower, since I can’t get one at home. But before the shower I took a quick swim in the small pool. It’s warmer than the lane pool, which was appealing to me, even if there were kids playing in the shallow end. I just floated and paddled around. I patted my belly and said, “See baby? Mommy’s floating just like you are.” It’s something Devin never got to do – I never went swimming when I was pregnant with him.<\/p>\n
I got home just feeling so…. restored. I got sleep, I got some leisure time, I accomplished a small goal for the day, I even got back in the pool after over a month. I lit candles at home, tidied up a few things, played with the animals. I brought out my heating pad and turned on the TV. I just finished watching my shows and by the end I had a blanket covering me, a heating pad behind my back, two cats on my lap, a kitten watching from the doorway, and a dog curled up next to my recliner. You can’t get much cozier than that.<\/p>\n
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Amidst all of this – well amidst the whole week, I guess – I’ve realized that my work schedule needs to be adjusted. I can’t keep putting in 10 hour tuesdays and barely completing (and only getting paid for) 6 hours of work while I struggle not to fall asleep at my desk. I can’t keep doing “extra” work in the evenings. I think this pregnancy is going to be all about being efficient and conserving energy. And naps. If not naps, then long nights of sleep. (Which is still working for me. I have to get up once at 2am to pee, then I can sleep right through to morning.)<\/p>\n
I knew I couldn’t keep going at the pace I was once I got pregnant. And I definitely can’t.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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