Today is one of those days when nothing has much sense. Things happen like every other day and I am busy and then tired and then I remind myself about all the little stuff that matters. I just can't figure it out. My unborn child is moving inside me. The old fears are gone and everything is safe... but there is no adrenaline. Everything is predictable.
Some say that this is the hormones going... but I don't hear any buzzing. I am watching ER. It seems like my own life is passing me by and yet my lovely man is doing everything for me. He is building me a new bedroom.