Yesterday was a big day. Not only did my in-laws show up, but they also got to see PJ take his first steps. It was a big deal, and I’m totally excited about it.
I would love to go into all the frustrations I have with my in-laws right now, but maybe I’ll be less petty if I wait until tomorrow, after they have left already. They’re gone right now, with PJ on a day trip. As much as I welcome the quiet, how sad is it that I miss that kid with all my heart right now? I just want to hear some of his baby babble for a minute to make me feel at home in my own home again.
On the bizarre side, I noticed something interesting this morning. I actually miss the morning sickness now that it’s gone. I don’t miss the never-ending nausea, of course, but I miss the special attention and help I got when I was so sick. I can’t believe I was so anxious for it to go away, and now that it is, I miss it. I had a weird dream about this just before waking up today. I don’t remember too many specifics, but I remember being annoyed at some other pregnant women around me who were using morning sickness as a way to get attention and an excuse to get out of doing anything. I wonder now if that’s how I saw myself that whole time. In my dream, I was jealous of them for the attention they were getting. I kept wanting to yell, “Hey look at me! I’m pregnant, too!” It’s interesting what you can learn about yourself from dreams, isn’t it?