*There’s definitely some pregnancy/baby talk and a belly pic in this post.*
I’ve been feeling pretty down lately.
I still have the icks and I haven’t been released to go back to work.
The doc won’t let me go back to work until I’m non-symptomatic. I’m definitely still symptomatic. What 26 week pregnant woman has to take anti-diarrhea meds instead of stool softeners. I mean really.
No work means I’m spending lots and lots of time at home doing a whole lot of nothing. I would love to do things, but my energy level is seriously lacking and I don’t want to potentially expose a whole lot of people to this GI invader. I can’t think of anyone I would wish this upon. And let’s face it, I can’t stray too far from the bathroom.
Needless to say, I’ve been feeling pretty crappy. Haha, I’m so punny.
I was inspired.
Despite being off work (with no PTO or vacation time) for almost a month and being cooped up in the house there is no denying there are good things going on.
Nugget is doing fabulous. He’s continuing to grow, thrive and measure ahead of schedule despite my being ill and losing 26lbs.
He’s moving, shaking and tumbling a whole heck of a lot. I can actually watch my stomach jump and pop out
when I poke at it. It’s the weirdest thing ever to watch Nugget roll from one side of my stomach to the other. It’s awesome but weird.
I haven’t been able to work, but I have been able to have some coffee dates and spend some time with my Dad. I’ve been able to get Nugget’s room painted, furniture assembled and room mostly set up with the help of Hubs and his parents. I really wish I had before and after pictures of the nursery. The previous owners must have let their kids paint the room. Speckles and splatters ALL over the ceiling and floor boards. And FYI, red takes THREE coats of primer to cover…
I haven’t been able to get comfortable or stay asleep at night (or get out of bed easily) but I haven’t had to get up at the butt crack of dawn to go to work.
And? I don’t have to put on a bra if I don’t wanna!
Sure, I’d love to go back to work and earn a paycheck, but I really don’t have all that much to complain about.
Here’s the most recent belly pic.