I have had a rough couple of days thanks to my gall bladder problems coming back in full force, sadly I don't think we are going to get through this pregnancy without a surgery but honestly everyone, I am so desperate for relief I almost welcome a surgery.
Anyway, after drugging myself every three to four hours Wednesday night just to get some sort of mild relief, Addison came out of her Tylenol induced coma and has been beating the crap out of me since. Daniel swears this little girl is going to be the first baby ever to be born with an addiction to Tylenol, what can I say...I am in serious pain here people. So yesterday after being stuck at home trying to recover from the past few days I gently laid my hands on my tummy for some Mommy and Addison bonding time and what do you know, she kicked the crap out of my hand...TWICE!! It was the very first time I had actually felt her movement from the outside, I have been feeling it on the inside for several weeks now and it was the greatest thing ever, I think it was even better than when we found out it was a little girl in there. Right now she is only kicking for her Mommy, when Daddy tried getting a good swift kick last night she decided that she didn't want to play along...HAHA!! Poor Daddy!!
Speaking of Daddy, he is leaving this weekend for his job interview in West Virginia, he has decided that his love of white water rafting is something that he wants to do on the weekends, I have remained quiet on the matter as I am sure we all know what my feelings are on my husband leaving me every weekend starting next March and ending next October with a newborn and four dogs, that's another post though and why I have elected to stay mum on the matter. Since I think he feels somewhat guilty of the amount of time he is going to be spending away from home and plus since he had to stop by Wal-Mart to grab some snacks for while he is down there, I am sure he was inundated with "Did you remember Sweetest Day posters", he bought me three red roses and brought them to me at work. The roses worked for now!! :) Now if only I can get him to rinse out his nightly ice cream bowls...LOL.
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Ohhh, the kicking is the best. The kicking makes all the other not-so-pleasant pregnancy stuff totally worth it.
You can always come and stay with me on the weekends when he's gone. I'll have a newborn too. We can keep each other sane. :)
How sweet of him to get you flowers!
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