Monday, February 13, 2012

Nothing Deep

Well, I haven't posted here in a few days, mainly because I have been feeling so. very. tired. And when I get to feeling like that, I try to concentrate what energy I *do* have on my family.

So, lately I have been going to bed a bit earlier at night and taking afternoon naps. I was on a reading spree for a while, but now even reading seems uninteresting to me. I'm just tired.

I have started my third trimester, and I am attempting to wean down {slowly} off of some of my arthritis medications. So far so good, but I suspect that some of the increased fatigue is from reducing my dose of steroids. This should be temporary.

I've added some nutritional supplements, hoping they will give me a little boost. And I am drinking loads more water and less coffee. Eating less sugar and more veggies. Surely, all these little steps will add up, right?

Had my thyroid tested last week, so I guess I need to call and see what's up with that. And some sort of muscle test my rheumatologist ordered as well. I haven't heard anything yet, but usually no news is good news when it comes to these kinds of things.

We still have not decided on a name for this baby.

On other fronts, my husband bought me some beautiful roses today. They are yellow with an orangey-pink rim around the edges. They remind me of a sunset. He bought them and some how snuck them into the car when I wasn't looking. Then the kids smuggled them into the house, and while I was in the bathroom he put them in a vase and on my dresser. This made me smile. And looking at them now makes me smile again.

He and I went to the movies this weekend, something we rarely do. My sweet sister came up and offered to watch the children for us so we could have a little date. We saw The Vow. It was sweet but somehow, well, anticlimactic. I don't know. It was good, worth seeing. But it ain't The Notebook, if you know what I mean.

Then we got sushi, which I love, but makes me just a teeny bit nervous since I am pregnant. I prayed over it and called it good. My husband managed to get tipsy off of ONE BEER. {This is what happens when you don't drink very much or very often, I suppose.} It was a fun night.

We came home and watched sitcoms.

On a totally unrelated note, I am wishing right now, all at the same time, that I was more spiritual than I am, that the quest for knowing God was somehow more easily understood by my mind and heart, that the laws of entropy did not have to work with such vigor on the state of my housekeeping, that having eight children was slightly more quiet a vocation, and that chamomile oil was not so darned expensive.

I know that last one was a little out of place, but really, I have been wanting a bottle for a long time, and just can't seem to get past the almost $50 price tag. Maybe some day.

Right now, I am saving my dollars for paying my older boys to clean up potty training messes so I don't have to. Don't judge me.

Just yesterday, Aiden pooped in his underwear and I told Andrew I would buy him a Shamrock shake if he would take care of it. {Shamrock shakes are sold at McDonald's, are green and minty flavored, are around only once a year, around St Patrick's Day, and Andrew loves them.} It was a win-win.

Did I ever mention I hate potty training???

And although I just mentioned a few days ago how warm it's been here all winter, it's been very cold the last couple of days, at least for this area, dropping down into the teens at night. I always feel it is a shame that it can get this cold and still not snow. {sigh} I generally stay warm in the house, but the weather does seem to affect my joints and bones. I feel a bit achier than usual.

It's interesting to me that I can sometimes feel lonely and miss my friends and family, yet at the same time not feel like talking to any of them on the phone. I've been feeling tired and weepy and a little emotionally fragile and just haven't felt like talking much. I sat on the couch this morning and tried not to cry into my plate of eggs, and I could not even think of why I was sad.

I suppose it's possible pregnancy hormones may be to blame, since I am also more broken out than I have ever been in my life- even as a teenager. It is very odd to be in your thirties and get acne.

Oh well.

That, in a nutshell, is what has been going on here lately.

I feel like I should have something deeper, more substantial to write about. But this is it for now. Sometimes, you just want to write even if there isn't something amazing floating around in your mind. I can't even think of an appropriate way to end this. So, I'll just leave a simple word of love here. Thank you for following my journey.

~amy danielle


  1. Love all your posts, Amy. And there is something of the Spirit always here no matter how mundane it seems to you. Your journey is a joy to follow.

    1. How very encouraging, sweet Beth. Thank you. xx

  2. Good grief, woman- are you only thirty? How can you have done all this by just your thirties?! I really do stand moree and more amazed at you! I am delighted to read you- I was thinking about you in work tonight and thinking I musthave missed you somewhere along the virtual path! Even this will pass, as my dear Dad was forever saying to me in times of many times of trial and trauma. Macdos here do not do Shamrock shakes. How poor is that? Please don't get more spiritual overnight. You put me to enough shame as it is. Thirty??

    1. Mags, you crack me up. Yes, I am turning 33 this year. I married my high school sweetheart so I got an early start. :)

      Although I wish getting more spiritual overnight was an option, I think you have very little to worry about. {wink}

      My husband doesn't think you're missing much with the Shamrock shakes- he doesn't find them very impressive.

      Yes, I'm sure you're right. This too shall pass. Sounds like your dad was a wise man. What else can you say to a female in times of varying degrees of turmoil?

      Sending hugs across the ocean. xxxxx

    2. And I have just noticed how many books you have read so far this year. Going to bed now. Unbelievable!!

    3. In my defense, I tend to read a lot when I can't do a whole lot physically. You probably have me beat in that department. :)

  3. I think your post was wonderful. I smiled as I related, remembered some of the things you wrote about. Although, I have never had or even heard about the Shamrock Shakes. It sounds delish!
    My husband is taking me out tonight to see The Vow:)
    And I just became your first member on your other blog. . .the blog with no posts. I guess I wanted to see myself being first at something, ;)
    So glad I found you, it was a joy being here!

    1. Hi Kristin! {waving}

      So glad you found your way to my little corner of the blogesphere. I have great ideas about that other blog- if I ever get to it. :)


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