I feel better. Sort of. Mostly.
I’m having a hard time accepting that I cannot earn money right now, but I’m getting there.
But I’ve rinsed the stupid parents of the lovely little boy I’d been caring for out of my life. I went to their apartment to get a sweater, and my mix tape that I left there, said goodbye to the baby, and walked away for good. Sometimes you just have to let the badness roll over your shoulders and away.
So I had some time for a bit of swimming, a bit of cleaning, a chance to cook for myself again… Time to lay about and let the swelling in my feet go down. Lots of showers. I’m actually getting tired of so many showers, but they cool me off and abate the incredible itching that has taken over my belly and legs. I haven’t moisturized like this in years.
What to do this morning:
- Brush teeth, shower.
- Call stupid ComEd, clear up our “misunderstanding.”
- Make a budget map.
- Call DHS, make appointment
- Go swimming.
I’m listening to ‘We Funk’ on iTunes. I haven’t listened to it in years - I forgot about it. It’s really good - funk and quality hip-hop. Oh, and speaking of good music, Alicia was kind enough to grace us with some new music to listen to - Andrew Bird and Sufjan Stephens. I am very pleased - thanks again, Sweetie. Good music helps me stay optimistic.
My body is getting tired. My belly sits down low, and I’m constantly hoisting it off of my thighs. I think Fetus is learning how to walk in there - I can’t imagine why so much movement is necessary. I just keep reminding myself, moving baby is healthy baby. Sometimes I feel like it’s moving me - it can be disconcerting. Nights are getting rough - it’s like I turn into an itchy, irritable pumpkin after 10:00 pm. But once I’m asleep, it’s cool. And thankfully, lately, I’ve been getting to sleep pretty easily. I’ll be 36 weeks (9 months) this week. I’m impressed.
Anyway, I’m gonna get to it. I think today will be productive and good. I hope you all have a good day, too.
Atena McMegabelly
