I can't sleep, so here we go again. All day I've been hungry. And bored. Tired, but not sleepy. I am starting to feel the pressure of carrying this life inside me. I ate an egg today that I cooked for a long time, but was still runny...did I damage my child? I sleep on my back all the time...am I suffocating my child. Oh, and oops - when is the last time I took my prenatals? I can't remember. Officially no puking today, but still felt blah.
On a positive note, I went and toured St. Francis South. I think I like it better than regular St. Francis. Also starting to stress about names. Not because I think I need to, but because lately I am totally irrational. I asked Joe to go get tatoos for goodness sake!
I found a website that made me feel better. Check it out...
lifeandhealth.guardian.co.uk/family/story/0,,1609279,00.html
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