Week 31

It's frustrating when the most you can do to help yourself feel healthy is eat a good breakfast. I miss being able to work out....or even take a walk. I feel like I'm literally turning into a big pile of mush on the couch and I'm afraid I won't have the energy or the strength for d-day.

My mom and dad came over last night and took me to dinner. I can't even begin to describe how nice it is to get out of the house, it's amazing. I felt human sitting in a booth at a resturant.

My mom brought me a ton of herbs to help regulate all the craziness that's going on in my body. Between the teas, the herbs and the acupuncture treatments I'm really positive that I will start feeling better and I'm hopeful my doctors see this too.

Another appoinment today, I'm so happy it was ONCE this week and not three times.

It looks like it's about time for nursing bras and all of that, which honestly kind of creeps me out (kinda like the first time you buy a bra when you're a kid, you know you have to but you wish you could prolong it). I know it's a natural thing, but everything that comes along with breastfeeding and your body preparing to be a mommy is foreign territory to me. It's time for me to get over it, however, cause my boobs feel like they're on fire.

I'm excited for this weekend; Laura is going to help me sew a cute cover for the carseat on Saturday- and I'm just dying to see friends on Sunday. I feel like it's been forever since I was able to be SOCIAL and I know this will be the last time in awhile that I'll see everyone.