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<\/p>\nI have not pooped in days. I know this is probably not what you really wanted to read first thing in the morning (or afternoon, or whenever you read this), but it’s true, and it’s becoming a problem. My stomach is un-happy<\/i>.<\/p>\n
Sunday my SIL called me up and asked if I was busy. I wasn’t, so we went to the Big E together. It’s the first time I’ve ever gone, and it was a good day… very warm, and tiring, but it was good. And I ate some fantastic tasting food.<\/p>\n
But that food, oh. I haven’t felt good since Sunday. After the Big E we went over to a mutual friend’s house and watched a total chick flick, just the girls (Steel Magnolias). It was a really fun night, and we’re planning on making it a weekly thing, a girl’s movie night – and trust me I need that kind of girlie out-of-the-house time! But of course someone ordered pizza, and of course I ate some, so of course I was up at 5am puking everything up.<\/p>\n
It didn’t really help though. It’s like… I have existed for two days in only two states: bloated beyond belief, and starving. When I hit “starving” mode I try to eat something… and end right back up at bloated and totally uncomfortable.<\/p>\n
I worked today, and finally just called it quits and went home to take a nap. A long<\/i> nap. My butt and hips are aching from all the walking we did. And my stomach is very unhappy with me. It has been gurgling like crazy<\/i> since I woke up from my “nap.” And I mean “gurgling” to read as “I have a freaking symphony going on in there.” I’m seriously considering throwing up just to give myself some comfort. (But throwing up is totally nasty.) I don’t know how to describe this feeling other than something sitting on my chest. (I’m actually thinking I may not get a choice on the throwing up thing….. ummm… uck… nope.) I’m waiting for that hollow leg… But you know, I do feel a little better now. :sigh:<\/p>\n
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While at the Big E I saw a baby toy and I hemmed and hawed over it and finally went and bought one. It’s not something I really intended to buy, but it was a sheep, and it fits so perfectly with the bedding we’ve chosen.<\/p>\n
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The little sheep is a rattle.<\/p>\n
We also got to watch a little bit of horse jumping (little kids!), which was so cool to see in-person (I always wanted to do that, but never really got the chance), and there were big stalls with Clydesdale horses in them all prettied up for display. WOW were those big animals. Massive! But oh, the eyes. Someone was at the side reaching over the rope to stroke one of the horses on the nose and his eyes were half-closed. Those beautiful eyes… so full of intelligence. They just make me melt. I’m not a huge horse person – I never really have been around any – but they are magnificent animals!<\/p>\n
We walked past all the rides and commented on which ones I probably could go on – but SIL isn’t much of a ride person, so we skipped them all. I mean, what fun is the ferris wheel anyways? Far too lame for me.<\/p>\n
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Some of my friends have recently been talking about birth control. On some forums girls mention getting pregnant on birth control – some while breastfeeding. I just laugh to myself. I laugh, I laugh. Birth control…. hahahahahah. Yeah.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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