15 minutes
In about 15 minutes, it will be 9 months with Eric. I have loved every day, week, and month of our relationship.
Even the hard days were nice because he had always been honest with me.
I loved when he ditched puppetry with me and took my roommate and I to the pumpkin patch.
When he agreed to go to The Head and The Heart with me, held me the whole concert, couldn’t walk to the dorms with me because of knees, fought me to call a taxi at 1am and finally agreed.
I loved when he took me to Gregory Allan Isakov and we decided on a name for our future child.
I love how during bad nights of my pregnancy when I whimpered in my sleep from pain all night, he would stay up and watch me.
I love how if I wake him up when I have a nightmare, he lets me cuddle and share his blanket.
I love how when he has a nightmare I always feel him pull me closer.
I love how he will brush his teeth with me before bed, even if he is tired and sick, just because I like routine.
I love how he will drive me to a gas station 5 miles away at 1145 at night to buy me chocolate milk and ice.
He is perfect for me, I love him, and I can’t wait until I can be with him again.
- me after running for one minute: i'm still alive, but i'm barely breathing
Source: neverstopbelievingitspossible
It’s pretty warm out
At least I feel like its 89 degrees.
I keep feeling these little bumps every other second and a half right in my pelvic area. I wonder if these are Evelyn’s hiccups? Or maybe she is hitting her head or tapping her foot.
Probably hiccups, which is kind of cool considering I’ve never felt this before.
Her movements are a lot more noticeable now. Some are painful (yesterday she kicked my navel where I apparently have a hernia).
She has just started this habit of staying completely still when Eric has his hands on me.
I can’t wait until he can enjoy her as much as I do.
This has been a post.
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I come home from College and I am home alone.
My mom went out and left me in a house with no food. I have no car. And no, this is not the “go look, you can make something” kind of no food. This is the EVERYTHING IS EXPIRED kind of no food, and there isn’t even bread, milk, butter, or peanut butter. Not even popcorn.
Who’s idea was to let their pregnant daughter come home to no food? I can’t go out and get food because I somehow hurt my back and it hurts to walk. I can only order pizza or subs and ugh. I should’ve stayed in Madison.
/endrant
