In My Defence

I don't update my facebook that often anymore, either.
I complained once about how facebook was taking over the blog world, and I personally would rather read a blog. I do have a Facebook account, and enjoy the occasional game of Farkle. I used to play Bejeweled, but I lost interest in that. Farkle is quickly going the same way. Farmtown and ville, have got some entertainment value to them, but then I feel like, I have a garden outside, why wouldn't I just go out and water that. It's called guilt. SO, here I am, sitting at the computer, listening to my 2 girls downstairs, trying to get the energy to call them up so we can return movies that are due today, and get some of those door knob covers that kids can't open. 4 of 5 has gotten tall enough to turn on lights. The dark used to keep her out of the food storage/ utility room. But, I have such horrible heartburn, I don't want to do anything. All I had was yogurt. I don't get heartburn, and I really dislike the chalky texture of Tums. This HB thing is new, since Monday. My dr. said the baby's head was engaged, doesn't that mean the baby is low enough to not be keeping my food up that high in my chest? Ouch. I guess it is entirely possible that the baby is just BIG. SO I sit here. And wait. This baby thing, is pretty much all consuming. You wonder if these contractions are the 'real' thing? And as soon as you decide to go in, they stop. Your dr. tells you 'any day now' so you get anxious. Then you end up getting induced 2 weeks later anyway. Oh well. Here's to the waiting game.