I usually love this day - it's my wedding anniversary (sorta). I was married on Friday, 10/13/95, so I weasel extra celebrations out of my husband every time a Friday the Thirteenth rolls around (this year, we get 3). Actually, I've always been a fan of the number 13, oddball that I am, and it continues to bring me good luck: Audrey will be born in our 13th year of marriage, and she's due on June 7 (6+7=13).
I'm having a really hard time keeping my chin (make that chins. I'm starting to notice a double chin at this stage in the pregnancy) up today. I love my husband so much, but I really hate my life today, and how do you explain this to the person who is, effectively, half your life? I don't think you can. "It's not you, it's just that I don't want to be here anymore?" If he told me that, I'd take it very personally.
For now, I'll chalk it up to hormones and try to minimize the damage. Looking forward to better days ahead.
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oh honey, I'm so sorry that you're not feeling like yourself today. When I started to have a harder time moving as quickly as my spaz-self liked to move, I also got into funks. The pay-off, though, is truly worth it- ahh, sweet Audrey!!! Plus, I'm sure you're still beautiful despite what you believe are multiple chins!
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