The most common thing I've heard for the last few weeks has been "I AM TIRED". It's on constant replay. Nothing wrong with that, cause I'm sure she is very tired (she said so), but it's like I need a tattoo that says I KNOW YOU ARE TIRED.
I offered to make dinner today, and asked Cindy what she wanted during the ride home. She asked for something 'bland'. I cynically offered to pick up Thai food, but she said buttered noodles and carrots would be better. We had cheese/spinach ravioli and carrots.
The list of people who 'know' is slowly growing. Shannon and two people at Cindy's work (who's proximity gave it away). I still haven't told anyone, even if the whole process/change/whatever has made me want to mention it to people. This blog provides a great vent though (that's its purpose).
We learned quite a lesson with what happened on the first pregnancy (before Lily), and have no interest in going down that road again. We both know it's best to wait till things are a little more certain....and I'm confident they will be, soon.
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