The belly has definitely “popped”! At work I had to wear uniforms resembling a flight attendant. Fitting since I deal with pilots all day. So, now that I am preggo and the uniforms too tight, I am wearing maternity clothes already. I ordered maternity uniforms, but they won’t be in for a couple more weeks. It’s really amazing to see how much faster things happen with the second one. I looked in the mirror and noticed that I have gotten so much rounder. Hello? I’m not even 14 weeks yet! I will look like a whale soon I’m sure.
My best bud was out sick today. I got tons of work done. A few hassles that had been festering for a while finally came to a head today, of course when Leonard is out. But I dealt with them as best I could. Although, when I kept reading email after email of what needed to be done, I was sick to my stomach. Literally within 15 minutes of arriving to work my stomach was turning. Deep Breaths….deep breaths. In the end it all got resolved. My boss thanked me and told me he noticed how hard I”ve been working and what a good job I’m doing. He’s awesome. He asked what he was supposed to do in 7 months without me. I’m worried too as I don’t see how the new guy is going to work out yet. I expressed my concern to him and he told me that I don’t need to worry, that’s his job, and all I can do is train him the best I can. I’m lucky to have an understanding boss. Sad thing is that shortly he’ll be moving on to higher ranks in the company I’m sure and possible not be in my area. *sigh*
I made tons of dr. appts. Called the insurance. Talked to Joseph who made it in from Milwaukee safely. All in all it was a very good day. I need to call my cousin tonight, but I’ve got to gear up for it. My sister and I will be attending a baby shower for I guess she’d be our second cousin, who we’ve never met. My dad’s side of the family is one that we’ve not had much communication with in years. But it feels great to feel a connection to that side. I hope they love Adam and the new baby and will remain in their lives.
My father would have turned 60 on July 13th. I had plans to visit his grave, but I just couldn’t do it. I know I should have, but I couldn’t bear it that day. I miss him. He passed when I was only 15. I didn’t have enough time with him. I hate the fact that he missed my graduation, meeting Daniel, engagement, wedding, the birth of Adam, and now he’ll miss his fifth grandchild’s birth and life. I know he’s watching and I truly believe that the blessings in my life have been in part provided by him, but why couldn’t he be here to hold his grandbabies? To tell them stories about their mommy when she was little? To help me guide them through life? I’m thankful for all I have in life. I have my husband and son, mom, my stepdad, sister, nephews, and nieces…But for nearly 16 years I’ve missed having my daddy.
