it must be a sister thing because al said that her week 32 was her worst week. i don't know what it was last week, but i was totally down in the dumps. something as simple as rolling over in bed is more of an act of pure athleticism, than a simple movement. my lungs must be half their previous size, because climbing up to my third floor classroom 10+ times a day leaves me winded. i feel like one of those morbidly obese people that is so out of shape that they are winded just by standing up. i am just ready to start working out and getting all those "baby pounds" off!
eric and i are still negotiating names, which tends to put me in a foul mood. we just can't seem to agree. i have a name that i have had my heart set on for approximately 8 years, and i just haven't been able to sell him on it. i'm not trying to be a whiny baby about the whole thing, (and wanting to get my way), but it's just so hard when you have had something in your head for so long, and then you realize it may not happen. the thing is, it's not like choosing what restaurant you're going to go to some night, it's the NAME OF YOUR CHILD that you are sure to say millions of times, and that she has to live with for the rest of her life. it is SOOOOOO important! oh man, i feel my pulse racing-- stressing about this whole situation!!
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