I have the flu. Yuck, Yuck, Yuck. Usually I just load up on Nyquil and
sleep it off but for obvious reasons I can't do that this time. I've
had to take Tylenol every four hours for the horrible back pain I'm
getting but I feel guilty about it even though I know it's safe. I was
up at 3:30 this morning because my back hurt so much and didn't get back
to sleep until 5:30. I know I shouldn't complain given that I'll soon
be getting a lot less sleep. I had to call in sick today which meant I
missed a really important appointment but it wouldn't have been helpful
for me to be coughing at everyone. Because I work in a group home we
tend to get a lot of colds, flu, and viruses so we are given 24 sick
days a year, but I want to save as much as I can for late pregnancy
because I have a feeling I'll need them then. I hope to leave work at
about 32 weeks but I have to check into the policies before I plan my
maternity leave.
I'm really looking forward to leaving work. The people who live in the
group home I work at are dually diagnosed (developmental disability and
a psychiatric illness) and it can get very stressful at times. I really
like the people I work with but it's the kind of job that has a very
high burn-out rate. I've been with the company for almost 7 years and
have worked at 4 different locations but the clients I have now are the
most challenging. I'm hoping that I'll be able to stay home after the
baby arrives and do home-daycare but with three big dogs it might be
difficult to get clients. I may even advertise myself as providing care
for kids with special needs since I'm sure it's not easy to find daycare
for kids with disabilities or serious health issues.
The baby is just starting to build a heart. I wish I could hear it and
therefore convince myself that I really am pregnant. I've wanted this
for so long that I'm having a hard time believing that it's true. My
body is telling me, but my mind isn't getting the message. I really
look forward to being round and having a big belly to show off. I'm
only 4'11" so I'm sure I'll look amusing. David is greeting the baby
every day, and he asked me if the kid could hear yet just before he put
on some of the industrial music the two of us like. He keeps
threatening me with forced Mozart listening for the baby's benefit but I
think the kid would be far more well adjusted if it didn't have to grow
up knowing that it's mother killed it's father due to classical
punishment. Maybe if we use earphones - but only if I don't have to
listen. I'm not a bohemian, but I tend to like either industrial or
Sarah (McLachlin- the Canadian goddess).
I just spoke to my doctor's office - I'm now officially pregnant! The
blood test confirmed it and my score was 178. I'm going to try to find
a site on the net that shows normal values of HCG so I can compare
mine. We have a lot of twins in my family but it has skipped a
generation so we're due for more. I'd love it but I think David would
be scared silly - he's the sensible one.
Until next time. |