7:15pm. Up until this point I was sitting here feeling awake. 7 rolls around… I start drifting. 7:15 I’m really really drooping. There are things I wanted to do online before I fell asleep though. :(<\/p>\n
Devin is not sleepy at all, however. Since I sat down in bed he’s been kicking and tumbling. I see where all my energy is going – he’s hogging it all.<\/p>\n
I was telling my coworker about how Devin’s been kicking me. Sometimes it feels like a normal kick out the front, which I could feel if my hand was on my stomach. But sometimes it feels like he does something else, like kick my innards. Those ones make my stomach turn sometimes.<\/p>\n
I’ve been using his name now and again in conversation… “Devin’s been very active today.” When it comes out of my mouth I stop and think about how it sounds. At first it sounded so weird, so foreign. Every time I say it it gets a little more familiar, and I think I fall in love with it a little more each time.<\/p>\n
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Now it’s 9:15 and it appears I zoned out and never posted this. Snort.<\/p>\n
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Some more thoughts… (and yes I split up this post)<\/p>\n
I just have random things going through my head. Like, how on earth does a cat sanctuary with around 80 cats in it produce LESS FUR in one day than my two dogs? (Or to be really specific, Den’s dog) I walk in the house and am just at a loss as to how that dog isn’t bald. It’s winter, dude!! Didn’t anyone tell you you’re supposed to keep your coat ON?<\/p>\n
Am also unsure as to how that dog has survived 4 years without getting an intestinal blockage. At least tissues – his favorite “treat” – aren’t dangerous. Just irritating as hell. (And where does he find them?? Where where where?? Though it is “treat season”… winter is when the tissues come out en masse.)<\/p>\n
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Did I mention my sore back? I don’t think I did. Thanks to StupidDog (not to be confused with IdiotDog, above) and her high-capacity bladder we had to let our mattress air out for two days. I did sleep on it at night, but in the evening after work I napped on the futon. Sounded like an okay idea. It wasn’t. Woke up with a really tight, sore lower back. Really<\/i> sore. I ended up laying with the reheatable gel pack thingie shoved under my tailbone for an hour, which really helped, but I’ve still been waddling around at work rubbing my back. I don’t know how I EVER thought that futon was the slightest bit comfortable, but it currently feels like a board. I wish to never, ever be without my pillow top all-natural latex mattress. I LOVE this mattress. It was one of the things I really insisted on before getting pregnant, and I am so freaking glad I did.<\/p>\n
One of the other things I really wanted before a baby came along was of course a new washer and dryer, since our old one was… old. And small. And didn’t really work all that well. I have to say, I know we spent a pretty penny for our washer and dryer and we could have spent a lot less for non-front-loaders… but I love them. I still love how it chirps a greeting at me when I press the power button. I love how easy it is to add a prewash, or change the temperature setting. They are huge, so we can throw a ton of clothes in there – I’m finding we only need to do a load every week, though we usually split up the colors from the whites. And honestly I don’t even mind the fact that they’re in our kitchen. Our plan to move them to the breezeway has, predictably, been put off due to finances. I thought it would be a big pain in the ass to have them there in the kitchen, but they don’t really bother me at all.<\/p>\n
We’re getting there. Slowly. Hopefully we’ll have a lot more done by the time Devin comes around. And I really hope by the time our kids are teens we’ll have a place that we’re really proud of.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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