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So Tyler is seven months old now and is truly a wonderful baby. He is wired just like his dad....very peaceful and happy. Calm. Nick is now almost 3 1/2 and is wired like me. High strung and kind of a pain in the ass but the love of my life of course. I never update anymore because I really don't have much to talk about. Do you really want to hear how Nick had a playdate last night or that Tyler is trying to army crawl in his belly? Do you want to know that we are taking Nick to ride on Thomas the Train this weekend? Nice for us = boring for you. I don't have any ex-husband drama or news. I don't have anyone really who is ticking me off these days. I really don't know what to write about anymore. My life is really, really good which to me equals boring to hear about. I did have an intersting two months with a touch of post partum which lead to me looking at my hubby and glaring at him like a wolf about to eat it's prey. For no reason of course. He's never anything but 100% nice to me all of the time. I felt bad for him. What happened was I got that Essure procedure done and before that had to get a shot of depo to thin my uterus or some shit like that. That threw my hormones into a tail spin and I found myself crying all of the time dreaming of my old life in my apartment all by myself where I would sit and smoke cigarettes 24 hours a day. So I called my doctor after a couple weeks of that crap and he put me on 10mg of Prozac a day for two months till the Depo got out of my system. Bingo Bamo I am good as new. Please, feel sorry for my spouse. Very sorry for him. There is no doubt in my mind that man adores me after I looked him right in the eye and told him I hated him and our life and thought if I could turn back the hands of time how happy I could truly be right now and he told me he understood how I was feeling and it was ok. Had the tables been turned I don't think I could of been so calm but he said he knew it was the hormones as I typically don't act like that on a day to day basis. I have an occasional flair up because I do have a wee bit of a temper, but never do I say such hateful things and feel like I really mean it. I might try to push his buttons sometimes but I don't mean it. The stuff coming out of my mouth I really felt like I meant it. Talk about a horrible and weird feeling. To be looking at someone you love so much and thinking they are the enemy and have ruined your life. Any my poor kids. I would snap at Nick for anything he did and storm out of the room. I really did deserve to be slapped. Anyway, I am back to being my normal crabby self. Loving my life and my family and being very grateful for all of it. Very grateful. That's it for me. How are all of you?
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