Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Me again. Since this is the only journal of sorts that I contribute to, I am going to complain.
Dear Diary:
I am huge.
I feel bigger than huge. Is there such a thing?
I can't breath, standing, sitting, lying down, I am ALWAYS out of breath.
Yesterday while I was laying on the bed, which I do a lot these days, Beckham said to me,"mom, your body is big all over," while he spread his arms out as wide as he could.
Next came,"it needs to get smaller." Bringing his hands close together.
I know buddy. It really does need to get smaller.
My maternity clothes are not covering my maternity at this point. Disheartening.
I still have things I have to do, preschool pick up, grocery shopping, church responsibilities, but all I really want to do is sleep.
All Day.
The floors are sticky, and I have no intention of mopping them.
Woe is me.
-Jeanine
Good thing these guys are patient.

2 comments:

korth fam said...

I feel your pain!!! Good luck, hope it's over soon! Andrew asked the other day if I could carry him on my shoulders, I said "look at me buddy, do I look like I can carry you?" his reply, "Oh, is Jackson making you too fat?"

Chase said...

I don't feel your pain, but I so hope you start to feel better. But you have to admit, what Beckham did sounds really cute, at least on this side of it. And that picture is priceless, I love the look on Beckham's face.