So I have been trying to stay away from the keyboard while bitchy, and it's been quite a challenge. I go from 0 to bitch in the blink of an eye right now and it's a tad bit scary. Today, at least for this present moment the fog has cleared and so instead of complaining about everything under the sun, I decided to post pictures of our fun outing to the beach yesterday.
I have been getting extremely sick and Sunday night was the worst thus far. I was miserable and Ryder had somewhere he needed to be so I was alone with the boys for a couple hours and could barely cope. I was dry heaving into a bucket, sitting on the couch, crying, and Bubu started laughing at me. Which just made me cry harder. Apparently I must have been making some very funny faces while dry heaving. I have no doubt. Then the babies were trying to take my bucket and stick their hands in it and climb all over me. I was just miserable and feeling childish and desperately wanted Ryder to come home. He brought some ginger ale home for me and that helped. He can be such a sweet heart. Don't tell him I said that though, it would ruin my reputation.
I do better in the morning, by mid day though and on into the night I am dragging, the couch is calling my name and waves of nausea wash over me non-stop. If I get outside I do a lot better, so that is why we went to the beach. We went to the beach on Valentines day too and it was such a nice day. I forgot my camera though, which just drives me crazy. Atty decided to run into the water after a seagull, wild child. No amount of screaming could get him to stop, he wanted that bird so bad! I can't say that it was a very romantic day, but being as I am a grumpy pregnant women and we have three young boys, the chances of us having a romantic day is highly unlikely in even the best of circumstances.
Phew, I made it through the whole post fairly unbitchy, yeah me. Now I need to go get motivated, cause I only have a few hours before my body will be so heavy I will be forced to lay in the horizontal position.