Up all night... Baby has a cold.

Little beings shouldn't have to suffer! To see her crying, unable to breath, sleepy and desperate to rest, makes me feel useless. Breaks my heart, literally. And she still has a whole life ahead....

Oh, hell.

Time, time, time...

Ah, 2011.... You're here already. Didn't see you coming...

Actually, time makes no sense to me anymore. Everyday feels like a year, and a year goes by in a second... I'm pretty sure Einstein borrowed the idea for his theory from a mother. Only a woman watching her baby grow by the minute could fully understand it.

And then you realize time is such an abstract concept!

No kidding....

"If you can't stop Windexing everything in sight or you have a sudden desire to rearrange your linen closet again, then you're officially nesting. Nesting is the phenomena where exhausted and very pregnant women suddenly find the energy and the drive to clean like their life depends on it.

Though many women think "nesting" is a wives' tale, it's actually not the stuff of urban legend, and many women get the powerful urge to ready their home for the impending arrival in the final weeks of pregnancy. (Kind of makes you wish nature had the forethought to send that urge to your partner every now and then, doesn't it?)

Now's a good time to make sure your nursery is clean and ready for baby to spit and poop all over it. Spend some of that extra nesting energy stocking up on baby needs like diapers and wipes. You really don't need to be polishing the silver right now.

Even if you're feeling super-energetic, make sure to get enough rest. You'll need your strength for labor and beyond."

http://3dpregnancy.parentsconnect.com/calendar/37-weeks-pregnant.html

Check it out:

Test your youth...

You know you're getting old when:

• The places you used to go and were so much fun are now filled with faces that, for some reason, seem to make you feel way too mature;
• You can't use the students discounts because you jumped into a different age group;
• All your "party" friends are suddenly too busy working and comitting to different things to even think about going out. And they disapprove you when you do with a sentence that includes the word "immature";
• Your wardrobe is full of vintage clothes, but they were really bought as new trend;
• A young stranger in the street calls you madam, lady or such;
• Everybody's talking about Demi's relationship with some Joe guy and you wonder if it's that actress from Ghost and who that Joe is;
• Half your friends or acqaintances are having babies and getting married;
• YOU are having a baby or getting married;
• You start using the expression "in my time" or "in my youth";
• You actually think today's youth is "lost".

If one or more of these items applies to you, let's face it: you're getting old!

Feelings and fears

The hasty wind waggles the trees, singing its sorrow. People lift the collar of their coats and jackets as its wintry arms embraces everything outside.

But in here I can only hear the silence. This belligerent silence sweeps away any signs of life... any thoughts of my own.

Everyday I open my eyes to the same walls. Everyday I wish the strenght to build a better prospective. But nothing ever changes, not really. It gets easier to hurt me each day, easier to pull out tears from my tired eyes. And this silence inside only grows to it...........

I should be happy. I should be exhilarated to know you are a part of me. And there are moments when I really do feel that way. But most of the time... I'm just lonely. Alone in this experience.

I don't recognize myself in the mirrors, I don't own my dreams. I don't belong to me anymore.

You try to remind me you're here, jumping and moving to my heartbeats. How could I forget?

I know you need me. From now on I have to be there for you no matter what; I know that too.

I just hope this wrecked person will suffice those expectations. And that this void, this lack of will, can be supplanted by the love that should've been here in the first place.