He is, yet again, traveling right now as we speak. Problem is, I am now nice and round with being over 7 1/2 months pregnant. Not to mention the hip pain, constant heartburn, a pulled muscle from sneezing (no joke), back aches, and the inability to actually bend all the way over.
For YEARS I lived by myself. If I needed to, I could do it again, but I love Breaky very much and he is a great husband and partner, and I would get lonely. But that doesn't mean I still don't have the capacity to be independent if I needed to be. Most of my previous blog posts were made to be funny or are little things I was sure someone else would find entertaining. Like figuring out time zones or making a "honey-do" list for when he gets home, or eating all the ice cream because only the dog is here to judge me.
Now that I am pregnant, we are running to a slew of other problems/issues I forgot about until he was gone.
- Breaky was in charge of shoveling the snow from our driveway. Guess what's forecasted for the entire time he will be gone? Fluffy white stuff from Hades, that's what. Don't think I should be out there myself shoveling that stuff.
- Playing with DogCPK is probably not as entertaining for her as it would be if she got to play with anyone else who doesn't get out of breath from putting her shoes on.
- It is not as much fun when I have to get up out of my chair to get a snack due to cravings. To my credit though, I have not yet asked Breaky to go out in the middle of the night due to my cravings. Yet. I still got like, 7 weeks to go.
- If I wanted to take a bath or sit in a deep chair, Breaky usually helps me get up. Otherwise I just feel like an overturned turtle