I Can’t Take Much More, DOOD!
My mom called me today just to tell me that she had seen the latest belly pics and that it looked as if I were about to pop. I found this extremely amusing as I have had the same complaint for the past 2 months.
My firggin boobs hurt. I wish I could just pump already, but apparently, nipple stimulation releases a hormone that can bring about labor. Dare I risk it just yet? Probably not.
Sick of the constant pregnancy bitching? TOO BAD! This is what my life has become as of late and I have nothing else to blog about unless you want me to get started on Sen. Craig and his bathroom exploits.
A relative of mine died last Friday. She was a super nice lady although I never knew her very well. Being super nice, she was an enigma in that family. I didn’t find out about her death until Monday, when they buried her, and the only reason I found out was because my brother told me. I shouldn’t be surprised that nobody thought to call me, I’ve always been treated as a second-rate family member by those people. I honestly thought they’d at least notify me of deaths, though. I’m so glad I can shield my son from these people, who have caused me nothing but pain my whole life.
I was looking at Jessie today and I was overwhelmed with pregnancy hormones and Somer-stoopid. It really is a huge thing that I am having a baby with this guy. I was so careful to make sure that I married and procreated with a guy I knew would be stable and kind to me and my children. I did pretty well for myself I would say. Couldn’t get any more stable than my Jessie-Poo. And kindness? This guy has ambitions for his FAMILY, not himself. I am always impressed by that fact in him, and I love him dearly for it. He was eating his dinner and staring off into space tonight and I thought to myself, “Dear God, let Lukas have his father’s eyes.” That would make my life.
I need some junk food very badly. I’ve been trying to watch what I eat in these last few weeks, but I think I may be depriving myself more than I should be, so this weekend I am going to the store and shopping like an 8 year-old whose parents are away for the weekend. I’m talking chips, cookies, doughnuts, cheetos, and kool-aid. If it’s bad for me, I want it and dammit I want it now!
helen said,
August 31, 2007 @ 8:42 pm
ok i just realized that i can leave you a message… lol.. i know i’m a tard…i was thinking to my self that why would somer now want me to comment .. ok but i am a tard and i now know its not that you dont want one i just didnt know i could. Ok with that said… i cant wait till you have Lukas…i know this sounds odd but i cant wait for you and Jessie to be able to hold him and show him how much you love him…. you guys are gonna be GREAT parents…. (just as long as you NEVER have him watch the Devils Daughter)
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Brandon said,
September 1, 2007 @ 1:21 pm
Somer, you know I get a kick out of your rants. You act like you’re bitchin about the pregnancy but really you’re not. The way I see it, you’re just slammin everybody else for bein dumb-shits. Hahaha! Anyway, you’re gonna be a great mom and Jessica will be a one and a Jack Bandit awesome kind of dad. My only regret about this whole matter is that I’m living so close to you guys and I wont get to meet my nephew until next spring or summer.
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Aschlie said,
September 7, 2007 @ 10:36 pm
Krispy Kreme Krispy Kreme!!!!
You rae right. Jessie will totally be the kind of guy that is ALWAYS looking out for his families best interest. He is perfect for you. You will be the same kind of parent. That’s why Lukas is already so fortunate. He will only see a good healthy family. Not the families we knew, lol.
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