My heart feels like it's going to boom. The thump thump is thump thumping =D. Baby is up, husband is up. I'm making meat pies. Not Mrs Lovitt's meat pies. Dandie Lyon's meat pie emporium! =D. Who wants one? I had something REALLY worth reading to say, I think, but I sincerely forgot what it was. Probably that I'm not tired and I can see sounds. Yeah. That was most definitely probably it. I swear I've only had coffee. I look wonderful with no sleep. I'm rocking it. B-e-a-utiful <3. Husband says I need to lay off the coffee. Blasphemy, Also my brother said Harry Potter isn't real and that broke my heart and now I'm sad.
When I was little my mom used to force her movie and music tastes on me to try and teach me good taste at a young age. Generally her tastes were completely different from mine. Even when I was little I knew that I wanted to be my own person and not her. I pretty much went out of my way to be different than her. She liked girl clothes? Well ha! I dressed like a boy! This trend continued with neither of us backing down, we're both really stubborn. She was determined to teach me good taste and I was determined to be different. Normal was much to over rated. This kept going until one day when she wanted to have a movie day with me to bond and she put on Labyrinth. For those who don't know Labyrinth is a Jim Henson movie featuring Jenifer Connelly and David Bowie. It's a musical with creepy little puppets and David Bowie wearing pants that are way to tight. Aren't they cute and not at all creepy? Those pants can't be comfortable. I was instantly entranced. I...
It's been four months and it still hurts. Most days the feeling goes away or my day starts normal but it always goes to the same place, what if it didn't happen? How could I be so horrible? Why did I make this happen? It's that dark secret that no one talks about but a lot of people go through and I'm going to share my own story because I'm tired of silence. In June this year after a stressful move and a bout of depression so bad I was on medication I noticed something a little off. My period had been late for the first time since Jon was bored, I was tired, cranky, sick all the time, and most importantly my tummy was starting to look a little more round than usual. The test was negative and I shrugged it off and kept about my life. But the feeling that something wasn't right just wouldn't leave. Another negative test a week later and I decided it was time to see the doctor. Negative urine test but the doctor agreed, the symptoms were clear and we'd ...
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