So I've been in pain for the last few days. My back hurts. My abs hurt. I'm so tired. I think it's mostly from the stress of comps. I spent 2 days working on the stupid exam and won't find out the score for at least 2 weeks.
I'm not sure when I'll have a day off. Ray is having his wisdom teeth cut out on Friday so that means a weekend of feeding the husband milkshakes and changing his ice packs! Then next weekend I have class, the weekend after that I have wedding to go to then I'll have class again! So resting in August is a no go. I guess I could take a day and chill but I'm trying to save my days. We'll see what I do.
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Friday, July 31, 2009
We're creating a monster
I have one day until comps! Needless to say I would love a good night's sleep. In order to accomplish this task I went to be at 8pm on Wed. Ray came in and we prayed and I got settled in but Ray refused to say good-night to be Baby Bud. He said the baby was not ready for bed so he would be back to wish the baby a good-night. Well I didn't fall asleep until after Ray wished Baby Bud a good-night 2 hours later!
In fact I honestly believe that Ray's refusal to say good-night to the baby was reason I started to hurt that night, Baby Bud's feelings were hurt. I was sleepy and feeling pretty good. 8pm seems like a good bedtime for a pregnant girl and for a baby too. In my house, growing-up, we always wished each other a good-night. Since we've been married, Ray and I always pray together before we go to sleep, or better said, I go to bed and he stays up til like 1am. I like the ritual of wishing each other a good-night. It feels like family. I'm guessing that Baby Bud is growing to like our nightly ritual too. Every night since we found out there would be a baby, Ray has talked to Baby Bud and usually sings too. Baby Bud must have his good-night kisses from daddy. If this kid is this way in utero, I hate to see how demanding he or she will be out in the real world. Considering the demanding nature of this child, I am beginning to think it is a girl!
In fact I honestly believe that Ray's refusal to say good-night to the baby was reason I started to hurt that night, Baby Bud's feelings were hurt. I was sleepy and feeling pretty good. 8pm seems like a good bedtime for a pregnant girl and for a baby too. In my house, growing-up, we always wished each other a good-night. Since we've been married, Ray and I always pray together before we go to sleep, or better said, I go to bed and he stays up til like 1am. I like the ritual of wishing each other a good-night. It feels like family. I'm guessing that Baby Bud is growing to like our nightly ritual too. Every night since we found out there would be a baby, Ray has talked to Baby Bud and usually sings too. Baby Bud must have his good-night kisses from daddy. If this kid is this way in utero, I hate to see how demanding he or she will be out in the real world. Considering the demanding nature of this child, I am beginning to think it is a girl!
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
The pleasure of being pregnant
Okay this is sort of embarrassing but I'm here to share so here it goes. I woke up in middle of the night on the verge of an orgasm. I had read in on of my books that it was possible to have an orgasm in the middle of the night while you are pregnant. I didn't think anything about it.
We haven't been having much sex because I'm so tired! I have noticed it is easier to orgasm and they last longer but one in the middle of the night that was different.
I think the most embarrassing part is that I was dreaming of eating curry! Totally nothing to do with sex, no cute waiter, nothing, just getting curry from a buffet! Even weirder is that I could smell the curry and the jasmine rice. It was a strange moment all the way around!
We haven't been having much sex because I'm so tired! I have noticed it is easier to orgasm and they last longer but one in the middle of the night that was different.
I think the most embarrassing part is that I was dreaming of eating curry! Totally nothing to do with sex, no cute waiter, nothing, just getting curry from a buffet! Even weirder is that I could smell the curry and the jasmine rice. It was a strange moment all the way around!
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