Wednesday, April 14, 2010

prego hormones...oh joy!

Everyone seems to want me to have a girl.....I hope my nasty temper means that I'm getting it out of my system so she ends up being super sweet. haha. I've already started getting my baby belly, yes this early. I Freaked out yesterday at Balboa on a nurse, I wanted to strangle her. I have no idea why she irritates me so bad, I've had an issue with her before. Matthew found it quite humorouse at how her face turned all red and she started getting flustered.
The whole issue was over how far along I am. If they go by my menstrual cycle it'll give them the wrong info. I tried telling her she needed to go by the date of conception, but she didnt want to listen to me.... thats when I blew a gasket. Most people would say that that's not that big of a deal; but if they think I'm farther along then I am they wont do the test to see if they can determine the baby's gender. Lucky for me her supervisor walked by and heard the commotion so she got it straightened out for me, my ob/gyn appointment is on the 27th.

I'm very lucky that matthew seems to understand that my pissiness isnt personal ( for the most part). The worst of it is that its like word vomit... my brain-2-mouth filter seems to have gone up in smoke! I've been trying very hard to just clamp my mouth shut if I think its coming, but that doesnt always work. Matthew actually doesnt get much of it, I try extra hard with him to not let my mouth run. I know I'm no saint though, and that because I'm worried/stressed, I get snippy with him. We've also started to notice that when I havent eatten in a while/or start to get tired ,I get a bit snarkey.
What am I to do, start yoga? I guess I can try writting more, see if that helps maybe? I miss my friends, my family and I miss having animals around! I cant wait till we're in our own place so I'll have more to do. I'm still uncomfortable here to a point, so I tend to stay in our room. Cabin fever is a big factor in my mood, Matthew tries to help by taking me out couple times a week. The days that I get to walk the beach I seem to be more relaxed, but I dont have a key and the guys have to lock up when they leave (and I dont want to get locked out) so I dont get to go everyday.

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