Woof. I had a long weekend. Friday I had a wedding, Saturday I had a wedding, and yesterday I edited my ass off, as well as wrote out invitations to my baby shower with my mother, mother in law, and sister in laws. That was a fun reprieve 🙂
I’m close to finishing editing one wedding, I have 4 waiting in the wings. I’ve decided to outsource a couple weddings for editing. I don’t remember what free time is like. I’m exhausted. At $0.32 an image it won’t be cheap, but it will be worth some sanity.. and I’d like to say free time, but I still have other weddings to edit it those weddings’ place, so let’s be real here. I have 6 weddings left to shoot, the last being in November, and then I have a break until MAY. I can’t wait.
This morning as I was getting ready for work I was doing deep breathing to avoid vomiting. At one point it didn’t help any longer and I thought I was just gagging, but no, I vomited into my palm. I ran into the bathroom and wretched hard, I couldn’t breathe because my nose became blocked up, which made things worse. Eventually I was able to stop puking and blow my nose, and resume deep breathing. I scared the shit out of my dog. I texted my co workers I’d be a little late thanks to that episode. I’ve been tired and ill feeling ever since. I want to sleep like you wouldn’t believe. I’m really cranky, tired, and have no patience whatsoever. I’ve also had a few episodes of diarrhea last night and this morning. Good times. I can fully admit I’m not one of those “I feel amazing I am mother” pregnant ladies. I’m tired and bitchy. It is what it is. Don’t get me wrong, I WILL TAKE IT! It’s taken me years to get here, but I just want to go to bed.
Also, my nipple is so sore I can’t even brush it. Wtf is up with that? The whole boob is sore. Meh. End bitchy post!
22 weeks on Wednesday.