hargh
I think I've settled down today. I got a pretty good night's sleep, despite being awakened around 3 a.m. by the boyfriend watching some really obnoxious movie with a pop punk soundtrack and laughing really loud. A lot of times if I get awakened in the middle of the night I have a really hard time falling back to sleep. Luckily, that was not the case last night.
Stacey called me yesterday around 4 to find out how the test had gone. Poor Stacey. As soon as she asked me how it went I burst into tears once again and started sobbing about how dumb I was and blahblahblah. I don't think she understood too much of what I said through all of the snot and trembling lips but she promised to come over when she was done with work.
Then I talked to Shanley on the phone who was full of “Cheer up, bucko”s and provided me with some much needed laughs.
When my mom came home she was already in a bad mood and started berating me for being so mopey over something so trivial. Jesus. I have one bad day and suddenly she's telling me what a shitty spoiled person I am. Then she started trying to feed me all of these Dr. Phil, Chicken Soup for the Soul, one-liner life lessons that I absolutely hate.
Anyway, Stacey came over and waited while I bathed the baby and put him to bed. Then we headed out for coffee/dessert/dinner for Stacey. We went to Crazy Mocha on Liberty but they weren't serving food anymore. So we ended up at Tessaro's next door. Stacey got this big sandwich and I just got a Guinness since I had already eaten. Luckily I had some WW points saved up. I couldn't find the nutrition facts for Guinness online so I don't know exactly how many points it is. oh well. It's probably like 20.
We had good conversation about a bunch of stuff and I admitted that I had been feeling not myself over the past couple of days.
My insurance card came in the mail yesterday so I think I'm going to get off of these BCP and try something different. I think me and synthetic hormones just don't mix.
Hey! guess what the baby just did….
I'll be back