Friday, March 10, 2006

28 weeks, 1 day, many hours...CS= still 4

I am sitting here at my desk feeling a little nauseous, a little hungry, and a lot crabby. I was musing to my work email buddies about what would make me feel better. A chocolate milkshake? Fries? A knife?
One of them suggested I have a big fat doobie instead. While I applaud the originality of this suggestion (minus the obvious moral and health concerns), that would just make my munchies worse.

Is there a magic food that solves all ills? Is it chocolate? I'm curious to hear your thoughts.


Anonymous said...

My oh my, until reading this comic act, I really had no idea how hard and endless this experience has become. There is a saying that when a situation gets past the point of crying, all you can do is laugh to keep yourself sane. I am so glad you have found this coping strategy, and damn you really could do a stand up act with this. I am crying from laughing so hard.

Perhaps this is the little one's way of introducing herself to you and the world. Perhaps she will be a major influence in the world. She seems to be from even such a helpless position that she is in now. Well, I'm trying to look at the bright side of things, but thats easy for me to say. I hope I didn't spin you into a CS 5. Lots of love, Marian