Bleh.
I am so tired. And cranky. I wish I could go home right now and sleep. But work doesn't finish for another 2 1/2 hours, and then I have to get ready for my friend's birthday party, then go to the party. Hopefully it won't go too late. I say this because I don't have a car tonight (my husband's driving to a guys' camp for the night. I will be husbandless again! D'oh), so I have to get someone to drop me home. I hate getting lifts from people. I'm used to being the lifter, not the liftee. When you're the liftee, you're under the lifter's power. You have to go when they go. I can't just say "I'm pregnant and tired and want to go home NOW!" That would be rude.
The baby has been fully kicking as. Like, totally kicking and stuff. It's getting very strong. I've felt more force behind the kicks lately. It's very cool. I love my baby.
You know, I am really tired. That's why I'm just yabbering on and making no sense. Tired Alyssa = yabbering. Or rambling. Ha! Like my blog name. That's funny.
posted by Alyssa @ 2:57 PM
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