Today, Oliver turned 21
And unfortunately, today was one of the worst days I've had in this pregnancy.
Maybe because of the post-holiday blues, or because my body is
gearing up for baby girl, and I'm extra puffy and extra uncomfortable.
There are places on my body that can't stretch anymore, and I hurt.
Plus, a bonus! I am EXTRA ITCHY everywhere.
I wake myself up in the middle of the night, scratching my legs through the thin skin.
My sheets and blankets are stained with blood—it looks like a
crime scene in the morning.
I woke up last night itching, particularly my palms and legs
at 2:30 am and couldn't go back to sleep.
I was itching and crying and itching and crying.
I think I finally dozed off around 5:00 am.
Jane and Lottie took Ollie to get Boba in the morning,
they asked me if I wanted one, but then I remembered months ago
in the early stages of my pregnancy, when I was so hungry but so sick
and Boba was one thing that sounded ok.
I slurped down the whole drink and then immediately regretted it.
I threw it ALL UP (plus some) about 5 minutes after.
I don't think I'll ever go there again.
Then Jane made a peanut butter cheesecake.
I made a quick entrance, sang happy birthday, and then went back
to my lair, where I felt like a bad mom for the rest of the night.
God bless Jane, who has stepped up in so many ways!
We are all sad that Ollie is leaving for Idaho to go to school in a few days.
We are all so grateful that he'll be back when the baby is born!
Hopefully sooner than later!
