Today was a pretty good day. I was able to go to work- I talked to my boss and we came to the conclusion that I can do what I can, I can leave when I need to leave, and everything will be ok. It is very, very lucky (blessed) that I’ve wandered into a job where people are understanding. Regardless, I was able to perform my major functions today, getting done before 2, and then my Mom picked me up at about 2:30. I start fading around 1…but the mornings are pretty good. Work is just such an important part of me feeling good about myself, so for as long as I can, I’d like to try. The next iron test will show the final decision I guess. Am I getting enough?
My Mom being here helps me be able to work, too. She cooks, she cleans after she cooks, John claims we both clean the toilet every day. (I get that habit from her, so most likely it is getting a twice over daily, even though I can’t confirm.) She basically makes it so I can concentrate of work and then feeling better. When I get home my responsibilities include eating enough iron to make her happy and resting. With all that help I am then able to pursue other endeavors. Like…for example…going through the stack of files and bills and receipts and things that have to be taken care of occasionally. I’m sooooooo glad she came. She’s making me sane.
I’ve also begun something else new….I’ve been wanting to start swimming for most of my pregnancy. Something in me told me that it would feel good- very very good. Sure enough, when John took me last week something miraculous happened. My pain disappeared. The stress on my back, the stretch in my belly, the ache in my neck, everything….gone. I just floated and felt super heavy when I got out again. Tonight I was actually able to swim a bit more than float. I love the way I can stretch my back, arching my feet way behind me and reaching for them. It’s so gentle and I know I’m not going to fall over, and I can feel Camper just stretching out in there as well. Admittedly, I hate wearing a bathing suit right now. It seems like there is a layer of weirdish pudge all over me. But it feels so good to get in the water I don’t even care…not enough to stop me from swimming, anyway. The only sad part is getting out and feeling that the pain is still there, due to gravity and the pressure of the baby. But at least I have an hour every day when it all goes away. I think my Mom will take me tomorrow so I can get my float on again. I fear for my hair- but I’ll get some extra conditioner and we’ll be good.
And in final news- yes, I’ve read Breaking Dawn. I really liked it. I loved the resolution to the storyline, the final decisions of the characters. There was just enough really, really weird stuff in it to keep it interesting. I don’t agree with the critics that call it “too sensual” (seriously people…get over it) although I DO kind of agree with critics that say “nothing really happens.” The first three books drove people crazy, some people even said they skipped the third one because they couldn’t stand wading through more waiting to see if Edward and Bella would end up together. Even the third one, although it immediately provides the conclusions to the major struggles of the first three books, is surprisingly not…how do you describe it…plotty. It is still mostly about the characters and their gifts. The climax of the novel is literally a large conversation. But to anyone who is devoted to these characters, it was exactly what was needed and wanted. If that was the last book- I am happy. If it’s not, I am happy. Not a bad place to be. So good job Stephanie Meyer. Good job. I think girls like these books for a few reasons:
1) Definite pauper to princess story- complete with amazing wardrobe, credit cards, and a prince.
2) Love interest who is exactly what every girls wants. Mature, devoted, sensitive, moral, and passionate. Not to mention well-read, talented, and a human air conditioner. (Maybe I’d just like the last one…)
3) Enough danger to warrant some good “oh no!” moments without having to really, really worry. Nothing can go horribly wrong with Edward around.
Ok- I think I’ve been sitting for too long. Time to get into bed with a book, perhaps. What to read now…
