Where to start. I have so many things I want to talk about. I guess I’ll just go in order from Thursday.
I took Thursday off because one of my best friends who moved to Florida last year came up for a wedding. She was going to be at her mom’s all day having a BBQ so I got the day off of work to try and have as much face time with her as possible. Florida looks amazing on her. She brought her boyfriend with her and he seems like a really nice guy. He was kind of quiet, but I think that’s exactly what this friend needs. She was a wild child when she lived up here and Florida and her new beau seem to have tamed her quite a bit. I said my goodbyes to her around 8pm that night and Tim and I went home. I cried for the next 2 days about it, haha. Stupid pregnancy hormones.
This is me and Brenda. I miss the little nugget.
Friday I had to work. Nothing really exciting happened that day. Tim has been training for a new position at work so he was able to come pick me up from work. When I got home, we snuggled and watched this REALLY terrible horror movie. It’s called “It Follows”. Don’t waste your time. It wasn’t even entertaining.
Oh! I did, however, walk in the door after work on Friday to the following:
Here’s a close up of the card and what he wrote inside:
I can’t handle how freaking adorable my husband is. We’re decorating the nursery with owls/forest animals and he’s been on a kick with drawing them ever since we decided on it. I want to get that picture tattooed for our family after Oliver comes. But I mean, come on… Great-horned hubby? I can’t handle him. XD
And the reason he did it? Because I posted a Timehop from 3 years ago where he had done the same thing and he felt like, “keeping up the tradition”. Gah, I bitch about him sometimes but I really am very, very lucky.
OH. Ohohohohoh. Friday night also held another interesting discovery for me! I’m producing colostrum!
TMI time:
I absent-mindedly play with my boobs at night. When I am settled into bed I just… well, I just fiddle with them! They’re there and they’re floppy and my hands just wind up there eventually. So, I’m playing, and I feel something wet. Sure as shit I look down and wouldn’t ya know it I’ve got this clear/yellowish fluid coming out of my nipple. I freaked. I tested both boobs and they’re both producing it! I checked and read that it’s beyond normal for this to happen but I was SO excited! Hahaha. I know it sounds silly but I’m just so pumped that my body is preparing for this little babe the way it should be. Yay for leaky boobs!
Saturday was okay. Dad came over for breakfast because I haven’t seen him in 2 weeks. There is a lot going on with my mom right now so I know he’s been avoiding me because he doesn’t want to get caught in the middle of it. I finally got ahold of him Thursday morning and told him he was coming over for brunch on Saturday and we were going to talk about stuff.
Mom is going through detox. Again. She has been completely cut off from all of her narcotics because the center that was writing her scripts is under investigation DUE TO OVER-PRESCRIBING MEDS. Un-fucking-believable. So, not only was she lying to me this entire time about what meds she was taking, but it also turns out she was abusing the shit out of them while she was on them. Like, going through a month’s prescription in 2 weeks. They had her on Fentanyl patches (you put one on every 3 days and it slowly distributes the narcotic) and dad found her passed out cold with 2 patches on. Fucking addicts.
Needless to say, the decision has been made that my mother will never be allowed alone with my baby. And my father is aware of this and supports me 100%. It just really fucking sucks. I wish she’d just get her shit together and grow up.
But aside from having that conversation with my dad, we had a great visit. He hugged me and kissed me and apologized for being so distant and promised he’d call sometime this week. I’m glad I was able to see him.
After he left, I was feeling really down so I spent some time just chatting with Tim about everything. Hopefully with this new job he’s getting I’ll be able to go back to work part time instead of 40 hours a week so that we’re not relying on my grandparents and my dad for child care. We’ll figure it out.
Later that night we went up to my aunt and uncles house and had dinner. I talked with them about everything my dad said and of course they assured me that they would do whatever they could to help us out. My aunt and uncle are some of the best people I have ever met in my life. I consider myself incredibly fortunate to be related to them and to have as healthy of a relationship with them as I do. If it weren’t for their constant presence in my childhood, I don’t know what kind of person I’d be.
We stayed there until around 9:30 and then came home. We finished watching Mad Max: Thunderdome. It has Tina Turner in it. Watch it.
Slept like a champ, woke up, and Tim and I made breakfast, went for a walk, and got a bunch of chores done. My favorite being:
We got the decals up in Oliver’s room! We’re not able to paint in our apartment but these decals peel right off! It’s so cute and every time I walk by now I feel more and more like it’s actually his room. And that makes me really happy.
Okay, this entry was all over the place. I’m going to spend the rest of my day cuddled with my hubby and cooking meals for the week. And probably a nap.
Happy Sunday!
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