Random

Okay, after a looonnngggg break from blogging I decided to post tonight. That's all I'll commit to although I have good intentions of sticking to it. And, since I haven't blogged in a while, I'm counting on the fact that none or very few will read and I'm going to gripe.

Here goes....I feel aweful! I don't know why this morning sickness is lingering on! I really want it to be over so that I can get SOMETHING done in a day! I really feel like crying about it. I almost typed that I wanted to beg God to take it away, but I know I would regret that if it meant losing my sweet baby. As my friend pointed out, the sickness is still a good sign for the pregnancy. And I have to thank God for the pregnancy! Truely! You may not believe me because I'm sooo whiny, but I'm so glad for another baby!

Okay, back to griping...So, my house is usually a disaster this time in the pregnancy, but since it is lingering on with no end in sight and my energy is hiding in a closet somewhere, it is physically IMPOSSIBLE for me to keep a tidy home! I've decided to bring in help. I've had my home cleaned 4 times in my life, 3 of which have been during early pregnancy, and 2 during this pregnancy. And I'm about to do it again. So, in preparation for this, I must clear the clutter. It's a beast of a job! Why is it that I have to work this hard when I'm paying someone else to clean it? Makes no sense and it takes ALL I have to get it done!

I'm sorry if you're reading this because it's probably very annoying! I have more though...

I am very frustrated with myself and my HUGE lack of organization! I just don't think I can do it! I can't keep up! I feel like a big failure! Tonight my oven went weird on us and I had to run out to a box in the garage to get the manual. I do get a little credit for going straight to it, but a box in the garage? Come on!
Why isn't it neatly stacked in a plastic tub with a label on it? What about this paper and that paper and these forms and those? What about coupons and brochures and ...? Do I need someone to come into my home and organize all my "stuff" for me? Is it possible that someone as poor as me should be destined for that sort of service? Something went terribly wrong because I'm not receiving that sort of service!

At this point in my whining you may think I need a vacation. In fact you may be booking a vacation for me right now with your own credit card! STOP! I've got that covered! Big Hunk and I will be flying to the Oregon coast next week for 4 days of aloneness. If you're looking for us just look for a small, 2,000 person fishing town. We'll be in a house on the beach reading, warming by the fire, beachcombing, looking into tidepools, eating at places where other people cook and clean, and where there is not a baby in sight who would expect me to change it's diaper! Hopefully, I'll be posting a little more positively by then!