Routine

I am a person who thrives on routine and control. Things like having a set time that I get up by, a list of things to accomplish for the day, and an obvious goal set before me for a given time period. Since we have moved into the new apartment I have found a rhythm that is working out well for me.

It really starts the night before, I write down a few things that I want to accomplish the following day. It is just three or four things that I want to get done. For example my list for tonight is to take my puppy to the groomer, return some soda cans, and hang some pictures.

I will wake up around 0830, walk the puppy and then have breakfast. The rest of the day depends on when my Sir is awake/sleeping but it contains some arranging, unpacking, cleaning the kitchen, and working on my to do list. No matter what needs to be done, I try to be back at the house around 1730, this way I am home for when he is awake if he slept earlier in the morning. The next few hours are spent getting things done around the house, and getting ready for dinner. We eat dinner somewhere between 1900 and 1930 depending on what is being cooked and who is cooking. The remainder of the evening is for Sir and I to just relax around the house and spend some time together before he has to go to work. Once he leaves, I consider it my free time. I get things organized for the next day, finish up something I wanted done during the day, or I just park it on the couch and do little to nothing. I am normally in bed by midnight, or so which gives me a good amount of sleep.

Being a in routine has helped me drastically, I feel so much more relaxed here with it. I am the kind of person who enjoys having some sense of control over my day, even if its not mine. If Sir gives me a list of things to be accomplished it makes me feel better. I prefer to be macro-managed as opposed to micromanaged. Details, and preferences I'll take it. However, hawking over my shoulder to ensure that I am washing the spoons before the plates gets under my skin. It is just how I am wired.

Suffice it to say that being in the new apartment with my new routine, and managing things here has been great for me. I have many things to work on over the next few days/weeks but I am feeling much more optimistic this evening then I did this afternoon.

~harmony

It's my fucking baby.

I am tired of having my baby called a "parasite." I really don't care if medically speaking thats what it is, I could give two shits less if that was what Dr. House called it on the television. It is my child, my baby, and it is growing inside of me. I've wanted this for years, and for the better part of the last four years, we were starting to feel that there may have been complications and that there was something wrong that needed medical intervention.

While we are speaking on the topic of my child. My parent's joke about how great it will be to have a grandchild- they can spoil the shit out of them, and at the end of the day, they go home. I have no problem with that. Hell I have no problem with that line of thinking, because at the end of the day, they will be loved and cared for.

Someone who refers to children as brats who need to be silenced with duct tape, and their parents as breeders because it is their choice to have children are not welcome or needed in either mine or my child's life. At the end of THAT day, they really don't care for children, and would just be "putting up" with mine.

It is not my decision to make for someone else if they like children or not. I am not going to judge someone because they do not like children. When evidence is brought to light about how someone feels about children, and potential parents- it is difficult to really sit back and be "alright" with the fact that I seem to be the exception to their rule. How much of that is truth? How do they really feel? What are their real opinions on the fact that I am pregnant? Is this person really healthy for me right now? Will they be a healthy addition to those allowed near my child?

If that makes me an "irrational pregnant woman" then so be it. I am, I am having a baby, and I have a responsibility to take care of it.