So, H and I were talking last night. He had mentioned that I had a "hard time" with my birthday. I was stunned. I was/am having a hard time but my birthday surely wasn't the issue. in short, I am being slammed with work, meanwhile there are a couple of people who want my job - you all know that game, DD9 is having some "tween" issues (emotional, weird to deal with, mourning the divorce), I may have Graves disease (I see the endo again on Monday) AND my H hasn't wanted to have sex with me for a month (Did I say month? I mean he rarely, in general, wants to have sex with me). And he thinks it is because I turned 39 - good God! Oh yeah, and i am pregnant. I am thrilled to be pregnant but I am stil pregnant - hormonal, increasingly uncomfortable and concerned that everything will be ok with the baby.
