Thinking

I've been meaning to go to bed for the last hour or so. But, I'm having too much fun thinking about random thoughts. Like, am I the only one who's self-esteem has a direct relationship to the number of blog comments? Or, do people get bored with my journal-type blog? Should I take the time to run two: one that is more of a "this is what I did" and one that is "this is what I think". And, golly gee, I'm tired, but so much effort will be required to get ready for bed and move the pile of junk and the pile of clothes from the bed. By that time, I'll be wide awake again. But my last thought that encouraged me to actually post my thoughts was one regarding pregnancy.

I've often said I was so glad I didn't get pregnant right away because it would've been horrible to subject Jason to me as pregnant. I wouldn't say I'm particularly hormonal, but I was always tired, a wee bit sick and obviously got rather large and swollen. As attractive as it sounds, it's not. None of it. Plus, I was totally boring. However, I've been having second thoughts about that thinking maybe it's actually strategic. If you get pregnant soon after you get married, your husband is still willing to do anything you wish. Even more so, they will go out of their way to make you comfortable and happy instead of ignoring your complaining and distancing themselves from you so they don't have to deal with it, as if they had no part in the whole process. You know how certain things become less important to them as time goes on? All I'm saying is maybe there's a little more sympathy available for sharing sooner after marriage than later.