Diary,
It's been a long while. That day is getting closer and closer, and I've been sleeping so much lately that I can barely sleep now. The healer's ordered me to be in bed at all times, but I cannot stay in bed at all times. I move about the house every now and then just to make sure that I won't forget how to walk!
Torr's been given a paid leave, at least until the child is welcomed to the world. So far we've had little to worry about. I know there is nothing to show my worries will come to pass, but I still worry that they will despite all of it. The worries are coming back, again, and I'm doing my best to beat them back in my mind, to where I would forget all about them and they wouldn't bother me again.
It doesn't help that I have been unbearable to my dear husband. He's been working so hard, then he comes home and has to take care of me because the healer's ordered me to let him do all the work for a while. Last night, I threw a fit over a -rug-!
I can't wait to be out of this bed, at last. I can't wait to hold the child I've carried in me for so long... to stop being so unbearable towards my husband... Our child... I can't wait to greet them...
- Bretthera
