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I haven't written on here in a long while. Since this is mainly to vent to my ownself, as only 3 people even know my blog exists. I have had other things more pressing. You could say I have had my hands pretty full. Now, more literally than figuratively.

Before the birth of my son, most days were spent worrying about all of the what if's, when's, how's, etc. Not to mention the endless hours of absolutely hating being pregnant. Huge joke God plays on women I might add. Couldn't he just equip us with a backpack and grow the embryo in there? That can't be as bad as INSIDE of us. Sure some women might head to the mall and accidently forget their backpack in the car but really, how many of those people are there in the grand scheme of things:/ Now I am not worrying about 'how will I ever do this', as much as I am thinking 'hold shit, I have a kid'.

I plan to write a book entitled 'The horrible things no one tells you will happen when you are pregnant'. Women are cruel. They like to see others suffer as they have, therefore they withhold otherwise pertinent information. (angered look) I will not go into detail here, but there are a lot of things I experienced that were not shared with me by friends and are not in books, but should be. Interesting how when I would complain about, oh say how my pelvic bone felt like it was being ripped apart, friends would say "oh I remeber that"... Really, thanks a shitload.

True, aside from the worst 9 months of my life, and the horrible C-Section, and the horrible infection, and the 2 emergency room stays post delivery, and the sudden onset high blood pressure(never high prior), and the extra 20lbs, motherhood is divine.