Life would be a lot more pleasant if my internet would actually stay connected for more than 3 minutes.
I feel mighty sick today. I'm not sure why. I think my body is just really ready to get this baby out.
She's over staying her welcome!
Eviction notice is in the mail.
I'm 37 weeks which is full term. I'm considering trying to urge things on with raspberry leaf tea and the like. But I guess it'll be easier if I haven't gone into labour when they do the c-sec. Will make the process of doing the epidural a lot easier and less stressful I guess.
I made a sad attempt at doing the nursery yesterday. Got as far as bring the other set of draws inside from the garage and filling them with nappies. There are a lot of nappies...
Had a talk to Luke last night. Told him that I was getting sick of him and his attitude about things. Sick of him coming home and going straight on the computer and playing counter strike for hours, the whole time yelling and swearing like a headcase. I told him I just wanted him to be with me. Just chill and watch tv and talk. Because I need him right now. I don't think he's really though about what's going on from my point of view. I'm about to give birth and this child is going to be 100% dependent on ME. If he weren't there the world wouldn't stop turning. But this baby is going to need me. And I know Luke's role in this is just as importnat but obviously being the mother is a bit more important. I dunno. I'm rambling.
Anyway. He said he'll stop with the counterstrike and the sawearing and he's going to spend more time with me. Because that's all I want. I just want him there. I don't want to have to tap him on the shoulder every time I want to talk to him so he can take off his headphones and listen to me. I just want him to be with me. Because we've got 10 days left to be alone together. And I'd be happy if 80% of that time didn't include counterstrike.
In other news.
I've been watching too much mtv. I'm highly attracted to the songs 'I Tried' by Bone Thugs n Harmony feat Akon and 'Glamorous' by Fergie.
Seriously. That's not even funny.
I feel mighty sick today. I'm not sure why. I think my body is just really ready to get this baby out.
She's over staying her welcome!
Eviction notice is in the mail.
I'm 37 weeks which is full term. I'm considering trying to urge things on with raspberry leaf tea and the like. But I guess it'll be easier if I haven't gone into labour when they do the c-sec. Will make the process of doing the epidural a lot easier and less stressful I guess.
I made a sad attempt at doing the nursery yesterday. Got as far as bring the other set of draws inside from the garage and filling them with nappies. There are a lot of nappies...
Had a talk to Luke last night. Told him that I was getting sick of him and his attitude about things. Sick of him coming home and going straight on the computer and playing counter strike for hours, the whole time yelling and swearing like a headcase. I told him I just wanted him to be with me. Just chill and watch tv and talk. Because I need him right now. I don't think he's really though about what's going on from my point of view. I'm about to give birth and this child is going to be 100% dependent on ME. If he weren't there the world wouldn't stop turning. But this baby is going to need me. And I know Luke's role in this is just as importnat but obviously being the mother is a bit more important. I dunno. I'm rambling.
Anyway. He said he'll stop with the counterstrike and the sawearing and he's going to spend more time with me. Because that's all I want. I just want him there. I don't want to have to tap him on the shoulder every time I want to talk to him so he can take off his headphones and listen to me. I just want him to be with me. Because we've got 10 days left to be alone together. And I'd be happy if 80% of that time didn't include counterstrike.
In other news.
I've been watching too much mtv. I'm highly attracted to the songs 'I Tried' by Bone Thugs n Harmony feat Akon and 'Glamorous' by Fergie.
Seriously. That's not even funny.