Sometimes no news is good news, and sometimes it's not.
Sometimes no news means that I just don't feel like writing anything down.
I've been struggling a bit with this pregnancy (shocker... I KNOW!) I don't feel good in general, and I suspect that there is a little bit of depression going on. PRE-natal baby blues? Does that exist? A sort of "I feel crappy so I think I'll stop moving" sort of paralysis? Donno.
But I wish I could get me some of that "nesting" hoo-dah that everyone goes on about. I never get that and it bums me out.
Have I mentioned anything about the crazy population explosion on my street? 'Cause yeah... it's pretty crazy! There is me with my singleton boy-o, the neighbor on my right with her boy/girl twin set due in mid Nov, my best friend K next door to twin-lady with her SURPRISE! BABY! due in March, across the street with her identical twin girls due on Christmas Eve, and next door to me on the left with her singleton due in March. Blah-blah-something-in-the-water-blah, have I mentioned how glad I am that we are having just the one addition to our family? As it is, we have moved our household from a one garbage can home, to a two garbage can home. We finally came to the conclusion that this was a necessity after realizing that we have over seven, large, full bags of grass clippings stashed in the backyard, and a closet full of construction garbage still hanging out in the basement that we have been unable to get rid of. This is to say nothing of the mound of crap in the garage and a TON of vegetation all over the backyard that is due to be yanked in a week. Dadguy and I are sheepishly thrilled with the recent doubling of our trash capabilities. Sheepishly because how much of a loser do you have to be to be THRILLED with an extra garbage can? It is an extra eight dollars and forty five cents a month worth of an ability to throw out anything! Garbage! Out of the HOUSE! Ahhh! That feels good.
Yes, I think I did just write a post about my new garbage can. Do you see why I haven't written anything in a while?
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When I was feeling down, someone told me about "antepartum depression". If it sounds like what you are going through, at least you'll have something to call it. Also, the person who recommended it I think suggested she had been through it herself if you want me to hook you up with her email/blog.
Hope you feel better soon.
Sorry things are rough! I wish I could help you. But, at least you do have that new garbage can... Thinking of you...
WOW, that is A LOT of new babies, wow, I'm stunned. I think I'm the only one in my ward currently who is pregnant. But WOW, guess it's a part of living in the area you live in with young families and all that. Sorry you've been feeling down. Have you talked to your doctor about it? I'm sure you're not the only person who has felt this way in existence.
I don't know anything about all the pregnancy stuff, but there has to be something in the water there.
An extra garbage can would be nice, but we have Waste Mafia and they only give us one can (that we pay $30 a month for. Crooks). But it's supposed to hold 250lbs of garbage. No yard waste can go in it.
We do have a free city provided compost facility for the vegetation type junk.
Right now I have a truckload of misc junk to get rid of, and I'm tired of paying the dump, so I think I'll sneak it into the dumpster at work.
I'm sorry you're feeling down. I'm sure there is a pre-natal blues of some sort - maybe look into it?
And I know I didn't post at all when I was pregnant with Robby. Too tired, just trying to function. Don't blog out of obligation; it defeats the point.
I've gotta get me some of that water! Funny, I really thought we were on the same water supply....lol. Must be just my "plumbing".
I'm sorry you're feeling down. Wanna go out for pie or something? Call me if you need to unload.
--amy
P.S. If it makes you feel any better, MY last blog post was about...ahem....laxative.
Hey, my life is small enough that I totally get your excitement! Sounds kind of nesty to me, actually...
Wow. When I was pregnant I was part of such a big baby boom here at work that when the department head sent out an email to spread the news, he added, "And would anyone who is NOT having a baby please let me know?"
But we had no twins in the mix, which ups the Wow-factor on your neighborhood quite a bit.
Yeah. So many twins. Eek. Though I've always thought twins are cool and neat. Two babies! Wow. Then I had one baby that I could barely take care of and I had a whole new respect for the parents of multiples. Wow.
And yeah. I always suffer from depression while I'm pregnant. Especially during the barftastic parts. Which with the last one was most of the pregnancy and well... the ankle breaking didn't do much for my mood either. And then I had to be nice to people because they were helping me out so much but I was SO unhappy and grumpy. blah.
Just think, soon you'll have your lovely boy and this part will be all behind you.
xo
I totally had pregnancy depression. Esp. first term when I was like, WTH did I do???
Oh yeah. Term = oops. I meant trimester. See, I'm thinking about the election too much.
I kept thinking this post was an old post and then, derrr, I read it.
I'm thrilled with your two garbage cans. I'd get a second one but we get free trips to the dump out here. Your trips to the dump have fees of like a zillion dollars.
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