So one pregnancy symptom that isn't in the baby books that I am experiencing is the fact that I just don't care as much as I used to. Now, I don't want this to be taken as I don't care about important things like my health, or family etc. It's the little things that I just don't bother with anymore. A great example would be the 4th of July party. Last year I went a little off the deep end. I rearranged the house, cleaned an insane amount, cooked for hours and hours, landscaped, power washed and repainted the patio and porch - I was just over the top. This year, I spent July 3rd picking things up around the house and cooking a few side dishes. I will admit, that I even went to KFC and bought a family pack of chicken, put it in my own bowls, and said lets eat. I have never even bought potato salad for an event before. But this year, I just didn't care. My attitude was, they will eat anything - it doesn't really matter. Matt has been trying to tell me this since day one, and it took me getting pregnant to figure this out.
My mom is coming to visit in a few days, and when I originally found out she was coming (before baby) I warned Matt that I might be a little insane about 2 weeks before she arrived trying to get the house "just perfect". And now that we are only a few days away, I find myself saying - nah don't worry about that, I don't care to do this anymore etc. etc. Matt however, has taken my place in the insane asylum. He has been running around the house for the last couple of days trying to fix everything he possibly can. It's kinda cute, but I think he may be getting a little annoyed with both of our new attitudes.
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