I haven't been writing much. I've been busy with the kids and working a lot. And we got a new puppy! Crazy, I know. I feel like it's so cliche. So obvious. Oh, she had a miscarriage and then she got a puppy. Obviously that is to replace the baby. And, umm, yeah, I guess it is. And that's okay. The puppy is fun and cute and a lot of work.
Now here's my confession. I haven't been reading the blogs of pregnant women as much anymore. I still read them but I don't like reading blogs of people who are newly pregnant or who are due the same time I was. It's not that I'm not happy for them, I just can't really deal with hearing about it. Today I read someones blog who just found out that she was pregnant with twins. I can't help it... I'm jealous.
I'm not ready for a baby and I'm certainly not ready for twins, but the green eyed monster is still here.
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