Today has to get better from here...
Had dreams last night where there was an infant whose mom left him and he was crawling around and crying, and I couldn't do anything about feeding him (breastefeeding is the only option in my dreams, I guess). Then in a later dream, I lost the baby I'm carrying now but understood it was all part of the divine plan so I could star in a musical where I would be a singing mermaid (and the play was months away and I couldn't be pregnant in a mermaid costume, nor could I have the mental energy required to memorize lines to be in this play...especially since I am not a theater person at all, it would be like me trying to take calculus). Woke up, relieved not to be bleeding, and my son asked for pancakes for breakfast, we were out of ones I had in the freezer so I made a new batch...still half asleep, with no caffiene.
Fiance is sick, doing that man sighy whiney thing everytime he coughs. I make him breakfast, he comes out and wants a kiss to thank me for making food for him...ew, while I'm eating. Gross, get away. He always does that, I've got to stop it soon. Especially since eating is so pleasurable for me and by doing that he A) interrupts my eating, and B) just, ew. Wet cool lips, gross, man, I'm eating here!
Am I certifiably insane yet?
Then the other man in my life, my 4y/o, finds me the instant my bottom hits the chair by the computer after I've finally fed everyone and sit down to eat, myself, while I read emails (and catch up here), and he's asking for his turn. Wont' leave the room, is hovering. Is chatting me up, totally ignoring my requests for a few minutes of quiet time while I read and eat, chat chat chat...gab, gab, gab...who can concentrate with all this?!!!!
And I'm having weird cramps, especially cervical sharp shooting ones. Kind of feels like period cramps. Maybe my dreams were premonitions? If they were, I hope it goes ahead and does its thing so I can have a drink tonight.
GRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!
Today will get better from here. Or I'm going to go hide in a cave.
Thanks for listening/reading. Bah.
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