No emotional breakdowns today, but I’m in a pissy mood. It appears that everything is going to continue to be a struggle until Denis gets home.<\/p>\n
The truck died again, and this time trying to jump-start it myself didn’t work. I ended up just getting a membership to AAA and then later calling someone to jump it. It did start, but not easily, so I drove it to the repair shop where it will be tomorrow, getting a new battery and getting looked over. If we’re lucky it will be JUST the battery. But this means that tomorrow – like today – I’m stuck with my car, which means walking up a nice icy hill to my job, since the car cannot make it up if it’s slippery.<\/p>\n
Now that I’m spending more time with Zeeke I’ve been noticing a couple of little things that needs to get checked out by a vet. Little lumps on his back and chest (probably fatty cysts), a very raw mouth (I’m thinking possibly caused by anxiety\/obsessive licking), those two stupid toenails. And getting the rest of his nails cut would be a good idea. But I’ll wait until Den gets home to take him in. I am so not handling that one alone. As long as there’s no emergency… and there had better not be.<\/p>\n
I’m finishing the christmas shopping and wrapping presents. I’m addressing cards and mailing gifts. I’m putting up decorations, fixing broken lights.<\/p>\n
Even things you just don’t even think about, like getting a delivery of propane. The tank is in the backyard, which requires using the gate. Well, there is still snow – heavy, wet snow. So what do I do? Put off the delivery until next week and hope I don’t run out? Or attempt to move snow so I can open the gate? Should I even be trying to shovel heavy snow??<\/p>\n
The weather isn’t really cooperating still, either. Yesterday was a terrible day, first big fat snow, then sleet, then rain and fog. That slush froze on my walkway. Yeah, it’s great.<\/p>\n
I am getting plenty of sleep, but I just feel exhausted from having to deal with all of it by myself. Any of the pieces by themselves are not a problem really – an irritation or minor concern, maybe. But there’s something very different when you’re the ONLY one who can deal with all of them, and they’re all coming at once.<\/p>\n
BUT. As far as baby is concerned I am doing GREAT. I feel fine – really really good, in fact. Despite the big boobs and the little rounding belly, I am actually feeling less pregnant than I did before. I’m not sick, I’m not feeling so much ligament pains and twinges. Bloating has gone way down as well. I just feel…. good. Sure, I get out of breath climbing stairs, and once in a while it feels like someone squashes my bladder. And I am rather glad for those little reminders.<\/p>\n
Of course the best little reminders are the little tiny pokes I get in my belly. They are still so so soft, I find myself constantly second-guessing myself. But I’ve had a few that I knew without a doubt were the baby. Also sometimes I get this stretching, pushing, rolling feeling in my belly. Very distinctive. I just love it. I do find myself laying here in the evenings, hand on my belly, asking the baby to do more for me. Yes, I am greedy. The little pokes are fine. But oh would I love to feel a good solid kick.<\/p>\n
2 weeks until my anatomy ultrasound. And less than one week until Den comes home.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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