Sunday, August 22, 2010

Am I boring you yet?

Ok, I KNOW that I have done my share of ranting about morning sickness already, but seriously...it is so bad. I'm nauseous all the time and nothing seems to help. At least I am nearly through this vile trimester. Let's all chant together: THREE MORE WEEKS, THREE MORE WEEKS!
I just need it to be done already. Feeling awful all the time makes me cranky and snappish and insanely whiny with violent tendencies. I'm just not myself. I know this because yesterday when I saw a picture of Kate Whatsherface taking her 8 kids back to school shopping while wearing stiletto bondage heels, a tank top that showed 89% of her boobs, and a skirt with so little fabric I think it was actually a tissue dyed black and sewn into a skirt shape, I wanted to drive down to West Chester and beat the stupid out of her. Literally. I had to restrain myself. That's where she lives, right? West Chester? Normally I do not care about Kate Whatsherface. I have never seen her dumb show, and I don't give two figs for what she does in her pathetic fishbowl version of a life. Yesterday though, I was ready to remove those stupid shoes and feed them to her one by one while simultaneously beating her with their pointy ends. Lucky for her good sense prevailed (it hung on by a precariously thin thread, but it did prevail thank goodness) and I did not make headlines by wiping her off the planet with her own shoes.
This morning I started off by feeling super and was hoping the super would last, but here it is 9:30 and I am fighting the urge to vomit up my pancakes. And I know this is a centuries old whine, BUT Rory, the other participant in creating the reason for my nausea, is sitting happily downstairs reading the paper and NOT feeling one bit sick at all. Hmph. Truthfully I know that this is actually a good thing, because later when I am lying around all limp and worthless like an overboiled noodle he will be functioning perfectly and watching Rider for me. So, it all works out, but I'd rather NOT be sick and be able to watch Rider myself.
Ok. Whine over. I can't promise forever, but for today anyway.

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