Counting Down The Hours

I have nothing to say. I am packing up our apartment and listening to Christmas music and running to the bathroom frequently. My houseplants are not doing well with the constant changes they’ve been through this year.

Symptoms are all pretty much the same. My sensitive nose is driving me nuts. The dog smells, I smell, food smells. I am completely wiped out all day and have to sit down frequently and take a load off. I want to sleep all the time except for last night when I couldn’t fall asleep because I couldn’t stop thinking about Christmas!

Oh, and time for some bigger pants. Only my painting jeans fit these days. Between those and my plethora of ratty t-shirts, I really look awesome. You know all those gorgeous pregnant women model-types you see? Not this one. I look like a person who has a creature growing inside their belly.

Ok, reserved the truck, address change, cleaning ladies scheduled… what else am I forgetting?

  • Digg
  • Sphinn
  • del.icio.us
  • Facebook
  • StumbleUpon
  • Google Bookmarks

 

One Response to “Counting Down The Hours”

  1. ghenker gina Says:

    no one looks pretty in their first trimester! i hope you feel better soon.

Leave a Reply

  • Why, Hello There!

    Hey, I'm Priscilla, a New England native who has oddly enough found herself in the South. I'm married to Matt, and together we have a dog, Berlin, a cat, Mojo, and a baby girl on the way named Penny. We are Nashvillians by convenience, lovers of good music by design, house renovators by accident, and non-hipster foodies by necessity. Take a stroll around and introduce yourself!

  • Top Mommy Blogs - Mom Blog Directory
  • Pushin’ My Agenda

  • Stuff I’m Diggin’

  • Tweet Tweet!

    Subscribe to the RSS Feed Email Me Follow VerbalIntent on Twitter Visit Verbal Intent on Facebook

     

  • Archives

  • Categories