I just wrote an entire entry that I deleted because I haven't written in a while and I didn't think I should start by complaining. We moved on Friday and long story short - my hideous neighbor that lived next door to me in the last house just happened to move in next door to our new house! What are the chances right? This time the walls are thin and I don't have to have the windows open to hear her, her terror of a toddler or the music. This morning I was woken up by the child screaming and I have the flu so my mood is a bit...
Anyway, it's been a busy time. Leading up to the move, I did as much as I could, but Wayne had to take care of most of it. The day we moved was a lot of the same and since then I've been trying to do as much as I can each day so that Wayne isn't bogged down this weekend. I still can't do much lifting or bending so I feel pretty useless and if I do too much and end up in pain - Wayne ends up pretty angry with me. I feel like I've spent the last few months sitting around getting fatter by the day. My beautiful husband tells me every day - you're not fat - your pregnant. I feel fat AND pregnant.
My belly popped out of nowhere and I look pregnant which is really cool aside from the rest of me expanding so much as well, but I guess with all the bed rest I've had it was bound to happen. I do love my belly though and can't complain too much.
I finally took the bandage off my incision this weekend! The wound has finally completely closed! It's not very pretty and I can say with almost certainty that my bikini days are surely over. I feel a lot better, but still have some pain that I think may linger for a while, but I'm just glad to have the bandage off after so long.
I know I still ended up complaining, but this entry is nothing compared to the last one! :-)
By the way - Happy Thanksgiving. Enjoy the day. What I wouldn't do to be home for it, but at least I'll be there for Christmas!
My in-laws just left after a five day visit. I don't mind it being a five day visit, but then again, five days of your house not being your own is always a bit unsettling and although I don't look forward to their departure when they are here, I can't say I'm sad to have things go back to normal. As a treat for my son's birthday, we took him to the Museum of Natural History in London on Thursday. He chose to go because we took him last year (he's been crazy about dinosaurs since he was three years old). They give out adventure packs at the museum which consist of a back pack, safari hat, and binoculars with an adventure to follow during their visit. The back pack has clues in it to solve a mystery. Last year it had a dinosaur claw, a tooth and a sample of dinosaur skin he had to match up to one on display. He had a great time solving the mystery and even remembered which dinosaur it ended up being. Last year's trip was wonderful. We walked right in,
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