How was everyone’s weekend? Mine was pretty freakin’ great, to be honest. I mean, we didn’t do anything particularly exciting or go anywhere especially interesting, but we still had a good time. It was a long, relaxing, fun weekend which is just what ALL of us needed.
I feel like I have a much better perspective this morning, like I’m far better equipped to face the world today than I was on Friday (or even Saturday). I’ve had some rest, I’ve had some fun… and I’ve spent time with my family which is the best part of all. Don’t get me wrong, I am pretty upset that the weekend is over. I could have used several more days like that, but I’m glad for what I got.
I’m getting a little tired of the tone I’m perpetuating on this blog here. There’s a decidedly “poor me” thing going on. Especially when it comes to this pregnancy. I think I’m giving off a vibe that I’m not entirely happy to be pregnant and nothing could be further from the truth. Just because I’m having a hard time digesting the knowledge, just because I can’t believe it’s true, that my fortune has indeed changed, doesn’t mean that this isn’t a wonderful time for me. I’m unsure how to process it, that much is true. But I am excited. Nervous, but excited.
So I think I have a much better attitude today than I did several days ago. Why can’t we have 3 day weekends more often? They surely make a world of difference.
