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Happy Easter and Arbitrary Due Date Day!
Apr. 8th, 2007 11:08 amHi, I think I'm having a reaction to my prenatal supplement lately, because it always seems that about an hour after I take it (whenever that is) I feel dizzy and nauseous. I think I might not be getting enough water, since I'm even thirstier than ever lately and the box says to take it with lots of water. I guess I was always getting enough water before so I didn't have a reaction, but now that I need even more water in general I'm noticing it? Anyway, I just say because I'm in the middle of one of those dizzy spells now, but I just got a huge glass of water and it's starting to get better.
I'm kind of bummed that it's Easter and I can't go to Mass (because I'll never make it through, even a Catholic service where I get to change positions-- I probably would have had to quit going a lot earlier if I belonged to a church that actually stayed sitting in nasty wooden pews the whole time!-- and today definitely not, I'm really achy this morning, not to mention the dizzy) But thinking of this, I realized that the only other time I've missed Mass on Easter since my Baptism at the age of six (I don't believe I went to church the Easter I WAS six though: that was the morning Maggie came home from the hospital. We were at Grandma M's the whole time. Anyway I wasn't baptized until May, when Maggie was) was exactly eleven years ago, when we were in Mexico (although we did walk THROUGH a really huge outdoor afternoon service-- it was really cool. And the weather was BEAUTIFUL, unlike today-- but then again, maybe the weather IS beautiful in Mexico today, I'm not there to tell you!) And I realized that the calendar repeats itself every eleven years-- something I noticed before-- and made the connection that Easter WAS on April 8th that year, and April 11 was that Wednesday, AND, I noticed a few months ago, that was the April 11th I first decided April 11th was significant. See, I was reading some old journal I'd written in Mexico, and stumbled upon a bit about the date and how it suddenly seemed really significant. The funny thing is, and I hadn't realized this, I didn't think it was as randomly significant as I've since thought it was: for some reason at that first writing it made me think longingly and hopelessly about the guy I loved at the time-- at that moment we were still in the Awkward Phase of our relationship, we hadn't quite progressed to the Messed Up Pretending We Don't Know Each Other Phase yet, but it was still looking pretty hopeless as far as relationships go. And reading that NOWadays I wondered what the connection was, that maybe April 11 had nothing to do with anything after all. But then I figured it out-- if it really WAS my deep inner psychic powers telling me my baby would come that day, I could see how at that time I could have misinterpreted that --if I was getting this intuition of having a family, well, at that time I'd pegged all my hopes of such a future on that guy, because, of course, I would never meet anybody ever again once I left high school (seriously, though, I did think that-- I was so shy I honestly thought I'd never make friends, let alone with guys, after I wasn't forced with a small number of them for hours each day on a regular basis. I had NO clue what a liberating experience college would be!) SOOOO... in conclusion, I propose that it was a random Happy Family Vibe that I picked up for the first time eleven years ago Wednesday. Eleven is a good number! (for me, not Bongi, for those that get that reference). Also, sun spots have eleven year cycles too. It's probably astrological (and "Aquarius" just friggin' came on my computer). I'm going to start tracking the significance of 11-year cycles now.
Then again, he's going to end up coming some completely different date now just to be obnoxious.
But otherwise, I'm bummed about missing church but MORE bummed that I can't go HOME for both it and to hang out at Aunt Peggy's. But we WILL go to the in-laws for dinner this evening (THAT trip we can do, since it's so much closer and closer to the hospital as well, although we probably wouldn't have to go right to the hospital from there unless my water broke, because I'm not in labor NOW so if it started THEN we'd still have quite a wait until it was worth going to the hospital for. Much rather wait it out at home than at the in-laws though). And Bethany is supposedly bringing her new boyfriend to meet the family, so that is the interesting part.
I'm wearing a really springy outfit including the cool tie-dye skirt I made last summer, which I'd made with too much elastic so it actually still fits; but it is snowing outside so it's NOT as appropriate as it ought to be!
Dudes, that's a LOT of snow. It's not landing though.
I'm kind of bummed that it's Easter and I can't go to Mass (because I'll never make it through, even a Catholic service where I get to change positions-- I probably would have had to quit going a lot earlier if I belonged to a church that actually stayed sitting in nasty wooden pews the whole time!-- and today definitely not, I'm really achy this morning, not to mention the dizzy) But thinking of this, I realized that the only other time I've missed Mass on Easter since my Baptism at the age of six (I don't believe I went to church the Easter I WAS six though: that was the morning Maggie came home from the hospital. We were at Grandma M's the whole time. Anyway I wasn't baptized until May, when Maggie was) was exactly eleven years ago, when we were in Mexico (although we did walk THROUGH a really huge outdoor afternoon service-- it was really cool. And the weather was BEAUTIFUL, unlike today-- but then again, maybe the weather IS beautiful in Mexico today, I'm not there to tell you!) And I realized that the calendar repeats itself every eleven years-- something I noticed before-- and made the connection that Easter WAS on April 8th that year, and April 11 was that Wednesday, AND, I noticed a few months ago, that was the April 11th I first decided April 11th was significant. See, I was reading some old journal I'd written in Mexico, and stumbled upon a bit about the date and how it suddenly seemed really significant. The funny thing is, and I hadn't realized this, I didn't think it was as randomly significant as I've since thought it was: for some reason at that first writing it made me think longingly and hopelessly about the guy I loved at the time-- at that moment we were still in the Awkward Phase of our relationship, we hadn't quite progressed to the Messed Up Pretending We Don't Know Each Other Phase yet, but it was still looking pretty hopeless as far as relationships go. And reading that NOWadays I wondered what the connection was, that maybe April 11 had nothing to do with anything after all. But then I figured it out-- if it really WAS my deep inner psychic powers telling me my baby would come that day, I could see how at that time I could have misinterpreted that --if I was getting this intuition of having a family, well, at that time I'd pegged all my hopes of such a future on that guy, because, of course, I would never meet anybody ever again once I left high school (seriously, though, I did think that-- I was so shy I honestly thought I'd never make friends, let alone with guys, after I wasn't forced with a small number of them for hours each day on a regular basis. I had NO clue what a liberating experience college would be!) SOOOO... in conclusion, I propose that it was a random Happy Family Vibe that I picked up for the first time eleven years ago Wednesday. Eleven is a good number! (for me, not Bongi, for those that get that reference). Also, sun spots have eleven year cycles too. It's probably astrological (and "Aquarius" just friggin' came on my computer). I'm going to start tracking the significance of 11-year cycles now.
Then again, he's going to end up coming some completely different date now just to be obnoxious.
But otherwise, I'm bummed about missing church but MORE bummed that I can't go HOME for both it and to hang out at Aunt Peggy's. But we WILL go to the in-laws for dinner this evening (THAT trip we can do, since it's so much closer and closer to the hospital as well, although we probably wouldn't have to go right to the hospital from there unless my water broke, because I'm not in labor NOW so if it started THEN we'd still have quite a wait until it was worth going to the hospital for. Much rather wait it out at home than at the in-laws though). And Bethany is supposedly bringing her new boyfriend to meet the family, so that is the interesting part.
I'm wearing a really springy outfit including the cool tie-dye skirt I made last summer, which I'd made with too much elastic so it actually still fits; but it is snowing outside so it's NOT as appropriate as it ought to be!
Dudes, that's a LOT of snow. It's not landing though.
