So I think I figured out why I didn't want to go to work. I am most likely pregnant. Again. So I came up with this conclusion/possibility on Saturday. I have had a few days to process the idea. So I've already been through the stages of disbelief, mourning (the loss of my skinny jeans), embarrassment (I told many people we were done having kids, even though I knew it was a mistake at the time), and acceptance.
I told Abel this and he asks me if I'm kidding. I'm pretty sure that's what he asked me before too. Maybe in his culture that's a really funny thing for women to tell their lovers. He asks me how I think I know. I have like 10 little reasons why I feel like I did before when I was pregnant. Each on their own they are almost nothing at all.
So Happy Valentine's day to me. I'm starting to lose hope on ever having a waist line again I'm not embarrassed of. Between the babies and the Ferrero company, I'm doomed.
I need to go to sleep.
Well, I know I haven't been a great friend and stayed in touch better...but I'll be excited for you if you are pregnant. And I love you and think you're a fun and creative woman. :)
ReplyDeleteThank you very much Cara! and don't you ever say you haven't been a great friend to me. Thanks for reading my blog. I really haven't shared with anyone becasue I want to be able to write freely, and worry about what "people" will think or say. But I know you won't judge. So thanks!
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