I haven't rambled in a while.
Not that I think anyone really misses it when I don't.
it's pretty pointless.
Daughter starts Kindergarten tomorrow.
Where does the time go?
I haven't felt sad one single bit
until the last couple days.
I am so excited for her.
She is thrilled.
She absolutely cannot wait.
This morning she asked if we could pack her lunch.
She kills me.
I'm going to miss having her around during the day
I don't think it will be much quieter.
The boys manage to hold their own in the noise department.
I don't think it will be much less busy.
I still have two boys, one child on the way
and a million things to do
I just know I'll miss her sweet little
for no reason at all.
I know I'll miss her delivering random drawings to me
and insisting I hang them on the wall above our bed.
But I just can't help being giddy
SHE is so GIDDY!
How can you not be so excited and happy
for your little one
when they are so excited and happy?
I know for sure I'm going to miss the spontaneous day trips,
and other things we did without a moment's notice
because we had nowhere else to be.
On another note:
We know what we're having.
We know if this little baby is a boy or a girl.
But we're keeping it a secret.
We're having a gender reveal party.
I am looking forward to finally being able to share with everyone
what we're having.
And I was SO excited to throw the party.
Until this last weekend.
I planned to keep the party simple and basic,
and therefore waited until the last week or so to
start putting it together.
Which is usually fine.
I work well under pressure.
However, I got sick over the weekend.
Started as a little cold
and quickly turned into a nightmare.
I have a respiratory infection
and seriously cannot catch my breath.
Until this morning, my inhaler was not helping at all.
I could not walk twenty feet, or talk hardly at all
without having a full blown attack.
And nothing was helping.
I went to the doctor and
they gave me antibiotics for the infection
and an inhaler to help me breathe.
Unfortunately, the inhaler is not safe for pregnancy.
Side effects could be slowed embryo growth, birth defects such
as cleft palate and bone disorders.
I just can't do it.
So I'm throwing myself a pity party.
I started crying yesterday.
Hubby looked at me like I was crazy.
I said, in between sobs and gasps,
"I just want to breath!"
Today is a little better.
I've stopped coughing so much, so I've stopped
throwing up and my headache is gone.
But I still am taking my rescue inhaler (the safe one)
Which is leaving me really really
Like my hands are constantly shaking.
I am getting winded from walking half way up the stairs,
doing a load of laundry,
checking the mail.
You'd think I was ninety.
Or maybe One hundred and ninety.
Oh and one last thing to add
to my pity party,
When I was about six months prego with daughter
I slipped and fell in the kitchen at work.
I fell right on my back,
just a few inches above my tail bone.
It was awful and I had to have
a lot of physical therapy to help.
Well, since then,
that lower back pain that makes
me walk like I need a cane,
returns with every pregnancy, usually
around that time when I'm starting to really pop out there.
This time, it returned this weekend.
A lot earlier than the other kids.
So by the end of the day I am seriously waddling
from room to room.
Between that and not being able to breath,
I think we're having cereal and coughdrops for lunch and dinner.
We already had it for breakfast.
Is that child abuse?
Okay, that could have been the world's
longest pity party.
I really don't like to complain all that much,
but needed to vent.
So just forgive me, and don't comment
on this post.
I LOVE not having it.
I logged back in this week,
collected all the emails, addys and phone numbers
Then I saved every pic I didn't have
and deleted the rest.
I am currently downloading my FB archive so I can go through
the posts, comments and messages.
Mostly because I sometimes posted really
cute or funny things my kids said,
and I want to make sure I have all that written down.
Then, FB will be no more.
this ramble was really dull
and my kids all just got themselves
out of the bath and are wandering around
like nekked little zombies, eating
locking each other in rooms,
and pushing their wet little faces all over my legs trying
to get my attention.
So off I go.
See ya later