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I was fine. Then my throat started hurting a little. Like talking too much. Then it started to hurt a lot more right as we were getting ready to have dinner. I let my friend know about it when I realized it was getting worse by the minute, and we packed up the food, cleaned up what we had been doing before dinner, and got me out the door to go home. By the time I got home, my skin was burning up to the touch, my throat felt like it was on fire, and my body was dully aching. Going to bed now, having showered and all, but still feeling dreadful. Coughed up nasty, thick yellow gunk from my nose a few times already.

However, we looked adorable again today. We wore skirts my mom had made for herself and for me to wear together when I was a baby, which was a fun full-circle for me.

Thank you, God. Now, heal us, please, and keep my husband and our baby and me safe and well and together, please. Thank you for our home and our clean, fresh water. In your name, I pray. Amen.

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I made us matching outfits for the rodeo, and opted to wear them for the baby shower day and flower-viewing party (It’s a Japanese event.), and it was perfect.

Thank you, God. Amen.

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We shall see how our matching outfits do in the morning. I hope they’re just awesome. I wish we were wearing them on a day when more people would get to see us… hmm… maybe I will switch to something else for tomorrow… wear the matching stuff the day after or Tuesday, when we’ll be there longer.

But my husband will get to see us tomorrow…

Ugh. I don’t know.

Yes, tomorrow it is.

I have other outfits to make to wear other days, really. So, yes, now is the time. That’s why I stayed up to finish the pockets on the skirt tonight – so that I could wear it tomorrow.

Thank you, God, for these skills. Please, keep my husband and our baby and me safe and well and together. Thank you for this family and for this home. Help me to love and support and respect them both. In your name, I pray. Amen.

P.S. Today was pi(e) day, so I made sure we all had some pizza pie to celebrate. Even the baby got a taste for today specifically.

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My mom doesn’t ever have the time to teach me to sew. She also never makes the time for it and then actually does it. She has, a few times, scheduled doing it, but then usually does something else the majority of that allotted time, and then rushes impatiently through something I am not on the right level to be able to grasp so quickly and with minimal explanation, and I am left barely any more knowledgeable than I began the day in terms of sewing.

Now, I’m working to get a few things done for the livestock show for my daughter and me to be able o match one another. We are also doing an expanded family matching when my stepsister comes to town next weekend. And I’m pretty sure I have to make some of those skirts and bandanas. However, I think my mom doesn’t grasp how difficult it is for me to get any sewing done at all, simply due to the fact that my daughter rarely lets me sew while she is indoors. I could have had everything finished days ago already. As it is, I will have to fight to get it done just before next weekend. And endure lots of intense crying in my daughter’s part. Which I don’t want to do, be the for her sake not for mine.

So, that all kind of sucks right now.

God, keep my husband and baby and me safe and well and together, please. In your name, I pray. Amen.

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So sleepy, but I have to set alarms for tonight regarding my period. This sucks.

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I don’t ever enjoy starting my period of menstruation. I have been relieved here and there, at times when I’ve been concerned of my reproductive health, like my last menstruation. But I don’t enjoy it. Tonight has been no exception. But I extra-less enjoy that it is at least a few days ahead of what my usually-correct tracking apps last told me about when to expect it. Of course, I had been surprised when it told me I still had another week. But I shouldn’t have trusted it. It went weird after last menstruation’s random anomaly of timing. It didn’t process that that very likely was a one-off, not something to be added to the average. 28-30 days is my normal, not 45 or whatever it was last time.

Anyway, that just added to the annoyance of the menstruation starting tonight.

And my daughter still has it out for hitting me and pinching nipples while nursing before bed, and it is really pissing me off and overstimulating me on multiple levels.

God, guide us, please, and be gentle with us. Keep my husband and me and our daughter safe and make us well and together. In your name, I pray. Amen.

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My daughter now likes to hit me repeatedly while nursing to go to bed. Not cool. Of course, I stop her every time, explain it out, yada yada. But she has kept trying to do it the past few nights, and it is driving me nuts. As though I weren’t already there at the end of each day in the first place…

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I was pretty sure it was Monday this morning, but I asked someone anyway to be sure. I was way behind schedule, but it worked out perfectly, nonetheless. However, the reason I was so behind schedule was because I discovered that my husband usually handles the clocks in the house for DST – we don’t talk about how much I despise and disapprove of this event and its existence – after I had left the house, having thought I was 20 minutes early. But I was 40 minutes behind schedule, because it wasn’t 7:35, but 8:35.

At least, it was, indeed, 7:35, but our government decided to call it 8:35 for greedy, inconsiderate, and capitalistic reasons. So, yeah…

Walking away from this train of thought now. Goodnight!

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I have learned a higher appreciation for mean women with children. Having experienced it so many times already myself, I understand very clearly how a very kind woman can behave as a total bitch, as she is ridden with exhaustion from caring for the kids and, possibly, barely sleeping the night before… Or the nights the previous eight months. A mean mom might actually just be a bitch, of course. She might actually be a really nice person who is just severely struggling, and whose buttons were just pushed in succession.

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I love when my husband gets excited about something, and especially so when he shares with me about that something. However, he has a tendency to do it when I am utterly exhausted and ready to sleep, or else in a hurry to get something else done.

So, inconvenient. But I still love it. And I love him.

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