"Go to bed early, get up early--this is wise. Some authorities say get up with one thing, some with another. But a lark is really the best thing to get up with. It gives you a splendid reputation with everybody to know that you get up with the lark; and if you get the right kind of a lark, and work at him right, you can easily train him to get up at half-past nine, every time--it is no trick at all."
- Mark Twain, Advice to Youth speech, 4/15/1882
The tolls of my life move on. My life has been very full and busy lately. To start off with...We just celebrated my favorite holiday, St. Patrick's Day. What other time or season is it socially ok to physically harm someone purely based on the fact of what they are or are not wearing? It's marvelous!!!
I was also blessed with the chance to take my midterms for the semester, lovely (note the overwhelming sarcasm engulfing the last statement). To our great pleasure, my husband and I were able to enjoy our spring break, and we had family come from out of town to visit us during that week. 2 brothers, a best friend, and a fiance, plus many of our local friends, all in our one bedroom apartment; it was a packed house (apartment) but full of fun. I was the official party pooper, always having to pee and eat and getting cranky when I stayed up too late or didn't get my nap (grin). We have also had the chance of dealing with a variety of ailments and health issues that our dear parents have been enduring. This includes but is not limited to getting breast cancer and starting treatment, facing side effects of diabetes and not eating right, being diagnosed with a bad back and hip, falling and hurting a knee, being hospitalized for swelling in the left arm/shoulder (attributed to the diabetes). We invested in a working washing machine (yea,) I have begun to recover our couch, and there are all the other projects that I've started to show interest in. We also have been informed that we will be allowed to upgraded to a larger apartment within the next month or so (two bedrooms here we come). To top it off...I'm still pregnant.
Well my bathroom attention is definitely slipping. I no longer clean the toilet so frequently and I definitely need to sweep. We discovered that our SON is very well endowed a week ago. This is exciting news...now it's off to finding the boy's identity. The long road to finding a name, we have started to discuss this and I'm so glad to report the news. The road is long (expectantly so) and I have full confidence that we will prevail in this so you may all have a chance to meet him someday. (hahaha) He loves to kick and punch and has a problem with sitting still, but that is good (for him).
A funny thing has begun to happen, I can feel my waist muscles and skin starting to stretch. Do you know the feeling you get when your waist gets too big for your pants and they start to pull and hurt a bit? Well I've started to get that feeling, but not how a normal human being would get it. I pull at my pants (which have evolved into maternity wear) and yet there is still room around my waist and hips, so I think... "Oh my underwear" and I continue with my journey to loosen the strain. I start to put at my waistline of clothing again only to discover that all my clothes are giving me ample room. It is my tummy that is the problem, it doesn't want to give. My skin is too small for my body! I now must suffer with the internal torment of the annoyance of the stretching sensation at my waist (Ugh) and all the pesky little side effects of having my stomach the size of an apple (I'm always hungery and can not eat very much at one time) and my bladder the size of a pea (no pun intended). Well enough of the whining. I'm very happy and content with my life, definitely some learning experiences.
Lets hear it for all the larks of life!
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