I officially declare myself sick. There’s two kinds of sick, one where you just a touch of a bug and can sleep it off. Then there is sick. 545 more words
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Well, it’s the close of week 28 and I’m well into week 29.
Oh crap folks I am well on my way. It’s like that bottom section of a water slide where you have no control at all and you spend part of it laughing hysterically and the rest in utter fear you’re going to fall out. 281 more words
I am not a very good patient. I don’t like the attention or being fussed over and I certainly don’t revel in duvet days either. I actually find that if I don’t get out to have a run or go to the gym each day then I become very restless and dare I say it even grumpy… how things have changed! 309 more words
Some days you were already looking at seven loads of dirty laundry and a pile of clean and you hear a sweet five-and-an-oh-so-very-half-year-old shout out in the early morning hours, “Mama, I just frowed up in mine bed.” You heard the ‘cough’ and didn’t jump, because it wasn’t Adelaide. 272 more words
Well, I knew this year’s birthday was bound to be a bit of a let down. Positioned as we are, with finances askew and the hubby literally working until 2 am most nights, I figured he wasn’t gonna have a lot of time or energy to put into, say, a birthday trip to Florida or even a super fancy, five-course meal made by himself, like the last couple of years. 1,335 more words