I feel guilty.  I ate all these things I shouldn't have today: half a bag of chips with french onion dip, a box of Nerds candy, BURGER KING (I KNOW), and then another half a bag of chips. It's awful.  Will the baby ever forgive me? I hope I didn't give him diabetes later in life. I don't want to hear what an awful mother I already am. I figure I eat like a health nut day in and day out... one day of junk food won't hurt, will it? That's my rationalization. I'll just drink a lot of water and try and purge my body of all this toxic goodness.

I am feeling pretty good today. I went to see a therapist. She listened and told me exactly what I wanted to hear. She agreed on what a troubling life I have had. Well, that's great and in all honesty, I did feel better when I left. I don't think it's any thanks to her though... it just felt good to get some stuff off my chest. She has never pooped out a baby... or been through the hormonal rollercoaster of gestation funland.  Granted, she may understand. But there is no way she really understands. I think I'll find another therapist for now.

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I'm sorry I've neglected you, blog.  Sometimes life gets distracting and I get unmotivated to reach out to strangers. So why now?

Well, let's start off with the big one: I am 17 weeks pregnant.  This wasn't supposed to happen (I won't lie) but maybe it will fill the void in my life. Pregnancy is complicated, and exciting, and emotional, and scary, and everything else.  When I was just me (sans an unborn baby) I honestly never cared to hear about other people's children or pregnancy experiences. So I won't go on and on about it. If you are another mother or prego, and you want to share experiences (which, I know you do because I haven't met one who hasn't told me about her episiotomy or diaper tips)... send me a message.

Aside from the major life change, I've just been feeling down. My relationship with my husband doesn't feel like it used to (partly both of us). And all in all, I feel like there is something missing from me and my life. I'm not happy and I don't know why... yes, I know, I know... that's everyone's life story. 

Back to work... they don't pay me to blog. haha.

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This is my blog. I'm not sure if it's my friend yet or not.  Will people read it?

 It's Memorial Day Weekend.  The internet seems to be dead, am I the only one here?? It's beautiful outside here in Michigan... 70-something outside with not a cloud in the sky.  I want to get outside but can't seem to climb out of this comfy chair, leave the safeness of my house. 

 I guess I'll take the W for a walk. That's what we call our weener dog (Coney). Other names include weenerschnitzel, weener, and feisty weener. lol.

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