I slept okay last night. It wasn’t great, but I wasn’t in pain half the night, which helped immensely. I likely got eight hours of sleep, across all the wake-ups and bathroom breaks. I slept almost three hours at a time.
I was much more functional throughout most of today. However, things went downhill in the evening. I’m going to bed with a very swollen stomach, filled with gas. I am really hoping my body will release the gas very soon, so I’ll have a chance at sleeping tonight.
The interactions of today helped me emotionally and psychologically, too. Late this afternoon, I heard my husband take off on the motorcycle – he’d been working on it, and it clearly was finally good to go again – and so rushed to throw on some of his clothes – mine don’t fit anymore, except for dresses – and head outside to join him. It took a few minutes, but, when he came back, I hitched a ride (and he let me). I asked him just to stay 25 and below, because I already wasn’t feeling too great in my stomach.
So, I mounted up behind him, and we took a comfortable stroll around the big block on his bike. I really enjoyed it. It’s been probably close to a year since either of us has really ridden (thus why he had so much work to do on it), and this was a definite treat. When he went across the ditch, however, I was not so delighted. It wasn’t that I was scared, but that I nearly threw up all over him on the last bit of the bumpy uphill. Otherwise, though, I really enjoyed the ride.
Thank you, God, for this day and its blessings. Help me to be healed of this nausea and bloating. Make the baby safe and well, growing perfectly with your help in me, please. Keep my husband safe. Help us all to sleep well at night. In your name, I pray. Amen.
Post-a-day 2024
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