Well this week has truly been a very very rough week for me. My boss informed me of my new hours and that alone wore me out. Although I love the new hours/job. But yesterday I woke up 30 mins before my alarm clock and I thought it was Saturday. It was only Thursday! Staying up late until 12-2 is wearing me out even more. But I have to get this stuff done for my show, it's fast approaching now.
I also had a talk with my sister last night. She said she didn't understand why I wasn't asking how she was doing. I told her we were dealing with infertility issues and I showed her the Empty Arms video thinking she would get a hint. After it ended she started going on and on about how it's so weird to be pregnant and that the baby kicks non stop. Oh thank you, just what I wanted to fucking hear. I held the tears in, after she left, I cried in M's arms.
I am glad it's the weekend, my body, heart, and soul, need the rest.