I’m having a good day today.  That simply means that I am not puking my guts out or lying in bed moving as little as possible so as not to bring on the puking of the guts.  For those of you who don’t know, pregnancy fucking hates me.  I kinda hate it back.  So far, this has been the worst experience of my life (and I’ve had a few).  The pain, the sickness, the lying in bed for four months, losing weight, losing muscle and all strength and almost resenting this baby for the way I feel has been like travelling to the seventh circle of fucking hell.  BUT, I’ve got these awesome pills that work about 94% of the time, and I am feeling myself becoming human once again.  I kinda have to, we are moving (for the second time since I got pregnant).  This time is for a while though.  We are moving to some nice townhomes in another town where it is quieter and more family oriented.  Like you guys care, lol.  Sorry I didn’t answer my phone when you guys called, please understand that I was and am very sick.  Talking on the phone is actually quite a strain, and I know that sounds lame as hell but it’s true.  Congrats on the engagement and the house Helen.  I wish you all the happiness.  Asch:  I’m super glad you had an awesome time in Vegas!  Now you just have to kick that almost gambling addiction  LOL.  By the by, there are tons of tribal casinos out here, LOL.  It’s not Vegas, but it’s gambling and liquor.  I just wanted to do a check-in.  I’m still alive, still pregnant, and still not feeling great.  I find out the sex of my baby in a couple weeks.  When I first found out I was pregnant I promised not to talk only of my baby and blah blah blah and I still intend to not do that since you guys are in different places in your lives and my mission is not to bore you to tears, but if you are curious to know if I am having a male or female spawn of satan, I’ll post a new blog and let you know.

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