Well, I'm home! I'm not real happy about it since I love st. george. I would really love to just move down there but Well I can't. My job is here, and my doctors. Honestly thats it though. My family migrates back and forth so I wouldn't miss out on them. Maybe one day.
We went to las vegas and the only problem with that was, well it was busy and I'm 6 months pregnant. HOLY shit, I did not realize how straining walking can get. Before I could walk the strip no problem, but right now. UGH I thought I was going to go into labor. Luckily I didn't. It was fun despite the whole walking situation.
I've been doing so well lately with being semi-happy. But the past couple of days I've been rather teary. Of course I'm pregnant but I'm also sad. I miss him. I don't know why, I don't know how and I wish I could stop. I honestly HATE this. I wanted to text him and tell him but I don't think thats a very good idea. I'll either get A. No response or B. Something I don't want to hear that will hurt my feelings. So I won't. It might kill me, but I won't do it.
I'd like to point out that I'm offically 6 months pregnant. SIX MONTHS! can you believe it? I honestly can't. I found out I was pregnant at 6 weeks. Which techinically was 4 weeks based on the date of conception (which I know lol) but they add the two weeks from your last period bullshit. so I was 6 weeks. now I'm 6 freaking months. I'm in shock about this! time, you're going by much to fast, but not fast enough. Hmm..
my grandpa told me I looked like I was smuggling a watermelon under my shirt.. lol thanks grandpa!
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