I have to get back into my blog, people… I used to put up at least one entry a day, if not two. I put up what, four in the past two weeks??? FOUR. (I didn’t go back and count, it may be more or it may be less… Don’t depress me if it’s less.)
Sorry. You guys are totally going to give up on me. But, I’ve already spilled coffee into my computer, I don’t need to have the computer guy clean puke out of it, too… And besides, I wouldn’t get so lucky as to not fry the mother board twice.
So, bear with me. I’m ten weeks today and I can feel the nausea subsiding a little (knocking on wood right now…) Let’s hope this is the end of the pukies for Shannie and the second trimester will blow in with lots of energy and cravings and the stomach for consumption of massive amounts of good, fattening, yummy shit, k? I mean, damn. I’m supposed to be able to feed my every craving when pregnant, not want to cry and dry heave when I even think of food… Pregnancy is usually a free for all in the food department for your dear ole Shannie. AYCE, All The Time. Amen.
I’m tired of laying on the couch green 24/7. Let’s get this second trimester going. Please. Pretty please.