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September 10, 2007
I haven't even gotten to brag about not having to clean the litterbox.
It was amazing how hard it was to keep this pregnancy a secret from the internet. You would think it would have been harder to keep it from people in real life, especially with all the nausea and headaches and my sluglike demeanor. My blogs are where I post my daily, uh, thoughts, if you can call them that. And a lot of my thoughts lately have been filled with this pregnancy and it's ups and downs.
Worse, all the pathethic little things that I wanted to post about as they happened? They've fallen from my head. I no longer have it in me to write a whole post about the GIGANTOR prescription prenatal vitamins I'm on. The ones that cost over $1 a day, and make me burp a salmony/fishy foulness that is probably the reason my cats love me all night long. I have no idea what was wrong with my Target generics. Those produced two perfectly lovely, if a bit chatty, specimens of humanity.
Of course, you're totally escaping weeks of whining about how ill I felt, how much I neglected the kids in favor of sitting on the couch, the headaches I had literally every. single. day.
Posted by me at September 10, 2007 8:07 PM