And I feel fine...
Well, so last weekend was the end of the MJ season. Next game will be the first game I am missing since joining the game, and it saddens me more then I expected. Not like I can ask the baby to hold off a week, or come a month early...but I really will miss working, running around and playing.
Maybe its the season, but I just feel so detached from people these days. It could also be the whole having children thing. Sadly it seems like in many ways I am in a different place in my life then people I once called close friends. Circles are dissolving and more and more it feels like people don't need to make an effort to include others...
Or it could just be the whole emotional pregnant thing.
By the way, its a boy! *cheer* and I'm on antibiotics that I'm not taking (bad me) but I am infection free...so here's hoping. If I get another infection I will start taking them again. But I HATE PILLS. Hate them. My back has been the worst, I think my slipped disk is made worse by the progesterin (SP?) in my body. I can't get up without a pain shooting through my leg. Owie. I am halfway there, though.
After this, I think I'm getting my tubes tied. I may wait a year or two, but I am pretty sure two children are enough, and with the lifestyle that William & I enjoy, it would probably be a good idea. We'll see.
I'm down 15 or so pounds this pregnancy- not as hefty of a weight loss as last time, but still good. I'd really rather I didn't gain weight. If I can manage that, I'll be happy.
Ah well, Ciao for now.
Me