My fuse is running really short as of lately. I'm not sure what to chalk it up to, but I don't think it's the pregnancy. Everyone thinks everything I feel is because of the pregnancy. Get over it. I still am able to have feelings that are created out of things other than this damn pregnancy.
That, in itself is fucking annoying.
Today was full of many birthday celebrations. All three of Ray's niece's, Ray's mother, and Annie. It's past midnight and I have been up and running for over twelve hours with no nap. I am exhausted.
Ray and I had a good talk tonight about who we are and the dynamic we share as a couple. Sometimes I think couples should do that. It really made me appreciate us for who we are rather than idealizing what I'd like to think we are. I don't know, it's just a pleasantly sweet reality check. The conversation was not planned or initiated with intention on either end. It just developed. And I am glad that it did.
I have to work pretty early in the morning and have a full day of stuff to do. In the end, however, I get to pick Buddy up and well - that's reward in itself.
Goodnight.
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