I was about read to
I was about read to fall asleep last night when my mom gave me a call. At 10:30pm, I knew something was up. Unfortunately, my dad is back in the hospital. I guess he was having some pains. Mom says he should be coming home today, but who knows. I really wish they’d keep him in there to make sure he really is okay. According to Mom he really isn’t taking very good care of himself, so I just want someone to help. Very frustrating.
And my Mom keeps asking how I’m doing which is gradually driving me nuts because I just want to blurt out “I’m pregnant.” but I haven’t yet. As soon as John has a job then I’ll tell her…the last thing she needs is one more thing to worry about. I wish I didn’t feel so crappy all the time, that I had enough energy to make a trip over to my parents’. Maybe if this second trimester were to lighten up even just a little bit, I’d be able. Soon, I hope.
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