Man what a horrible day yesturday. Tony was asleep all day (in between night shifts) and I felt rubbish. I had a headache all day, I wasn't all the hungry, I was exhausted and to add to everything else Buddy was being a pain in the arse.
Buddy being the delightful dog he sometimes is decided to be so naughty at one point he had been put in his crate about 5 times in 2 and half hours. #1 He licked the plates as I was trying to get the into the dishwasher. #2+3 He was humping his bed (it's now been taken away from him). #4 He pulled the wet umbrella from the side to play with. #5 He was licking my trousers. I know some of these don't sound much but when you're trying to teach him to behave quickly as there is a child on it's way it can be really frustrating especially when you already feel crappy.
I even got to the point that I cried when Tony went to work because I wanted him to stay for me, I then felt really guilty for making him feel bad for going to work, it really wasn't my intention I just felt so crappy I didn't want to be alone. Tony suggested watching some of his Inbetweeners DVD's as it's mindless fun which might cheer me up. He was kind of right I did feel a bit better I even watched the whole of season 1. I actually enjoyed it.
The baby sites are right, you really do start having vivid dreams, my dream last night was a bomb went off, I think it was Southampton, I was with Dad, the explosion happened and I took it upon myself to start redirecting the traffic. I was an emotional wreck though because I had just seen a load of people crushed by the redge of the building involved with the bomb. Then at the end of the dream Dad took me for a drink and I just sat there and cried. Wierd.
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