When we were first married, I insisted Ben always grocery shop with me. We hate grocery shopping, but it’s one of those necessary evils. Anyway, he used to commiserate with a fellow friend whose wife also never grocery shopped without him. They always had the best jokes (not).
Well. Once I finished school, it was absurd that I wait for Ben to shop; thus, I learned to go without him.
Fast forward to now. Because of my new pelvic rest mandate from the doctor, I can no longer shop on my own. Being the awesome wife that I am, I made sure to point this out to my husband.
Now the joke is on him.
I have a confession to make: I’m still nursing Andrew. Once I found out I was pregnant, I decided to fully wean him. He was taking formula twice a day, but once I made this decision the more he has resisted. I started panicking once I was put on Progersterone supplements because of of the side effects is decreased milk supply. Miraculously, my milk supply has increased with this supplement. I don’t know if it’s because God knew Andrew would need that time with me to ease the transition or if its because my body reacts in bizarre ways to medicine; whatever the reason, I’m glad.
Will I nurse the entire pregnancy? I don’t know. I guess I’ll figure out what is best for both of us.
With my last two pregnancies, I remember experiencing the pregnancy brain phenomena, but I forgot just how bad it gets. Lately, I will start an intelligent sentence and immediately forget a) what I was going to say b) the word(s) I was going to use or c) a combination of both. Basically, I come off like a bumbling idiot who stays at home with her kids. Well, for those who perceive me that way, I do have a degree. So there.
Andrew and Emily have been alternating with different sicknesses the past few weeks. Needless to say, our sleep has been less than beneficial. However, we can’t entirely blame the kids. Ben has been sleeping less because he is worried about his medical school applications and I have been sleeping poorly because of all my pregnancy worries.
But I’ll stick with blaming the kids. It’s so much easier that way.
I’ve was reading this history about the war between the states. It was really interesting learning more about Grant and Sherman; unfortunately, the writing became so confusing that I had to put it down. Between that and all the recent disappointments with fiction, I have started reading my husband’s Biology and Physiology textbooks. I know, call me a nerd, but it is really entertaining!