Life lately has been up and down. I think I'd like a nice happy middle. Can that be arranged?
Ups: Due to the beyond cold weather, Shane and I both had no school on Thursday and Friday. I also had no school yesterday because of MLK day. Friday night, I got to meet Christy (who is hilarious and crazy and omg I love her) and spend time with these totally fun, awesome girls. Through different circumstances, most of my friends from high school, college, and beyond have moved away in the last year (hopefully not all wanting to get away from me, ha!), and I can only hang out with work people SO MUCH before I want to hurt someone, it's been nice--really nice--to make some new friends. And! I did makeup Friday night. Weddings have been slow lately, and I've really missed doing makeup. It helps that I had some seriously hot faces to work on, of course.
Also on Friday, Shane made one of my favorite desserts, a hazelnut chocolate brownie cake with homemade Grand Marnier whipped cream. It is gooey and delicious. He also made it on Sunday, so my tastebuds have been happy!
I wish I could just leave the down section blank. I've had a lot of parent issues at work lately. I'm not entirely sure why, but in the seven days back, I've had to deal with four parent issues. All of them were totally HUH? issues, but two parents went straight to my principal, who thankfully had my (our, as two of the issues were with teachers aside from me) back every step of the way.
And this one that I don't even write about, but I have to write about because I am still on edge. Sunday night, I was watching Desperate Housewives and cleaning when I noticed that I was bleeding. With Luke and with this one, I had bleeding early on, but early enough that it was considered implantation or irritation bleeding. I've never bled in the second trimester, so I was panicked. I called my friend Tammy, and she and her boyfriend immediately headed over to stay with Luke (he was already in bed). We ended up spending three hours in the ER, during which time three nurses made me feel like I was an idiot for coming in as they repeatedly pointed out that I wasn't GUSHING blood. Thanks. Finally we got back to see the doctor, and after a brief moment of embarrassment that involved me having to display my not at all shaven legs in a gown, he did an ultrasound. Baby is perfect. Heartrate was 160, and he/she was moving ALL over. Bsaed on that, the doctor said the bleeding was probably just a fluke, but I'm on light rest (no strenuous activity, I can't pick up Luke, etc.) until my midwife clears me.
I still feel a little out of sorts about it. Every little twinge worries me. The bleeding has stopped, thankfully, but I was so scared. I'm fairly certain everyone in the ER thought I was there for meth withdrawal, because I just could not sit still, but seeing my little baby kicking, rubbing his/her eyes helped, obviously. I'm just hoping that the down section keeps getting smaller, because right now? I'm beyond tired.