Ah so. It's been a long week...

I don't know where to start really, I guess I'll start from last night and work my way out.

Went to Ricky's last night with Mark and hung out with him and Sara, his girlfriend. She seemed nice, I admit to it all being kind of odd because of the circumstances, but she is a nice girl. Skinny thing, but maybe I'm just jealous...Ricky seemed happy...I had felt guilty to being so happy with Mark but I should learn to be selfish at some point. Yesterday was a non event day as Sundays usually are...Grace went with her mother. I think Grace has gotten used to me more, she tells her grandparents that I'm going to put them in time out and whatnot, lol. She's been moody these past couple of days but it's probably because she's been sick and she's getting over it slowly and that takes it's toll on just about anybody, it's just rare for adults to throw temper tantrums.

Man I'm having a hard time working the timeline backwards...Me and Mark painted some of the nursery on Saturday. I was afraid we ruined it or something because of the way it looked but it dried really evenly and everything and it's a really nice shade of blue. Mark helped a lot, he did most of the edging and everything and painted 3/4 of what we did, and did a good job considering it was his first time. Mom said dad was glad we did it, he just wanted to do some too, so I'm glad we didn't do the whole thing, I can paint my room and all that fun stuff. I still have to get shampoo for the carpet but I'm not going to clean it until all the painting work is done because we managed to get some in the carpet *whistles*

My uncle was admitted into the hospital this weekend. Docs thought he was having heart problems but they couldn't pinpoint it so the kept him for further testing and observation. I have to admit, I was bothered but I didn't worry about it too much. I feel bad for that now because what if something had of been wrong...I'm just not willing to have to accept one more thing, one more illness or hospitalization. I run from reality, folks. Reality is way too much to deal with sometimes. Besides, he hates it when people come to the hospital. Last time he was in, I talked to him a bit and he told me how much he hated it when we all came in full force, made him feel smothered and uncomfortable. If something had of really been wrong I would have went.

Today I have a doctors appointment with one of the midwives and after that I have an appointment every week until I deliver. Countdown..woo woo. I haven't been feeling well lately. Yesterday my insides were all mangled, I was having disgestive problems or something. And last night my legs hurt so bad I cried a bit, started from the bend of the legs and carried all the way down to my feet, they ached so bad. I just haven't felt kosher of late.

Well I need to wrap this up, the dogs go to the groomers and everything and I have to get them to drop them off.

-Petra

written on 2002-09-09 at 11:13 a.m. by sweetsolace.

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