For a couple of weeks now I've wanted to walk around like this to reduce the swelling in my hands!

When I sleep I have three positions available to me. In each of these positions I feel someone is getting squished! If I sleep on my back, it's me that's squished. If I sleep on either side SOMEONE is always on the bottom, and I feel guilty a little about this. When it was just X I didn't feel bad at all since it was just his own weight on him, but now some one's sister is always invading space! I'm sure they'll not remember, nor will they hold grudges right? They're sisters after all! (sarcastic snort inserted here)
I do think it's odd that my doctor doesn't remember me when random yard sale hosts do.
I think it's odd that people believe it's okay to call 911 to report that people are throwing rocks into the water at a public park and scaring the fish.
My knees still lose feeling in perfectly circular patterns.
X started referring to his "nuts" yesterday. Before this it was his "private area." Hooray for schoolyard education!
Today we took X and A to the grocery store for a bit. It was raining. A stuck her tongue out to catch raindrops. Then she tried to eat the Cheerios box.
My belly is divided in half straight down the middle. The babies move individually. It's very odd to feel half of my belly move around like there's a tap dancer in there, and then the other half moves in one giant movement as if to say "shut up! I'm sleeping over here!"
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