Swinging

No.  I'm not talking about sex games tonight.

I've had horrendous morning sickness that lasts all freaking day.  I have had the sore boobs.  I didn't think I'd been all that moody, though.

Tonight, it was such a big swing and so noticeable, I stepped away from Pinterest to write about it.

I had an ok day.  I was super nauseous, but I held it down.  I managed to drink a little and eat three bites of a blueberry muffin and a few slices of apple.  I paid a surprise visit to my dear friend, Julie.  I'm never in her area and I was, so I took advantage.

I headed off to find a milkshake and then home.  I became distracted, which happens even more often now.  I went to Target.  I had a bad wave of dinner time sickness and barely made it out.  In the check out line, I picked up a prepaid $100 gift card by accident.  If I weren't so constipated with this pregnancy, I'd have crapped my pants when I saw my total.  Luckily, I figured it out and remedied the situation.

I made it home.  I got out a delectable orange Popsicle and settled in for some preseason NFL.  Even if I don't care about either team, it's football and that makes me happy.   I'd been sitting here a few minutes when I turned around and saw something.  It was my Popsicle!  Well, it was actually orange mush by this point.  I played some of my fave games online, then I went over to Pinterest.  I don't even know what set me off.  Between the ridiculous political ads on tv and some quotes on there, I went from content to wanting to cry my eyeballs out.

I chose not to cry.  It's not going to do a thing.  So, I came here.  I hope to one day be a published author.  For now, I write because it makes me feel better.  I'm not on the verge of tears anymore.