Good morning.

I’m not feeling well. I’ve been fighting a cold all week, and today, I’m extremely tired. We’re having a wind storm today, and the power is going on and off. It isn’t as bad in our little cul-de-sac as I’m sure it is elsewhere. Right now, we sit at the base of a big hill, which shelters us I’m sure. The new house is on TOP of a big hill, so I have no doubt we’ll get hit harder by windstorms in the future. But our chances of flooding will be dramatically reduced!

However, remember that we had roofing supplies delivered and stacked on top of our roof yesterday, so I’ve spent the morning picking up plastic vents that are blowing off, and I’ve noticed that one of the packages of shingles has opened and is starting to blow around.

Lovely.

All my energy is being spent packing and arranging to move. It’s getting harder as I’m getting further along in the pregnancy.

Today, Nate is doing “handyman” things around the house like replacing the garbage disposal, faucets, maybe sinks and dimmer switches. Handyman does not come remotely natural to the poor guy, so he’s having a rough time of it. Being born male doesn’t automatically mean you know how to do all of those things.

I’ve kind of given up on healthy eating for right now. Every time I try, my stomach hurts. Right now, dairy, sugar, and simple carbs are the only things I can stomach, and dairy is the only thing that soothes. It’s so weird. We had gone completely to soymilk before the pregnancy, but I’ve been drinking a ton of cow milk.

Last night for dinner, I had manicotti, and my stomach didn’t hurt! I’m tired of fighting it. So I’m not going to.