"keep me in mind"

Aug 30


why are there so many “romantic” black and white gifs of tate from american horror story that aint right did you guys pay any attention to that show at all

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Finally admitted these aren’t just Braxton hicks. Well I mean they kind of are, but I’ve given up trying to brush them off like the BH I’ve had since 24 weeks.
These suck.

They aren’t painful, but they’re strong and uncomfortable. They start mid morning and last until I finally fall asleep, then randomly pick up again during the night including every time I get up to pee.

They’re anywhere from 10 minutes to 45 minutes apart and last as long as they please. I’m also cramping and having some crazy intense cervical/pelvic treasure that is making anything other than shuffling one foot in front of the other excruciating. I’m still wearing pajamas from last night because I couldn’t handle lifting my foot off the ground enough to slide my pants off.

Laying down slows them down still, thankfully. And warm compresses have been a life saver. I’ve been nesting nonstop to the extent that my husband accused me of trying to induce labor by over-doing it. Note: that’s not what I’m doing. I’m pretty sure if I went into labor right now I’d give up after ten minutes because this false labor nonsense has me so damn tired. I just don’t want to go into active labor and have to spend it doing dishes and laundry that I could be doing now.

I mentally prepped myself for a 42 week pregnancy because I figured that was obviously the worst case scenario. But I’ve changed my mind and decided that four more weeks of this start/stop, prodromal crap might just make me set my apartment on fire. If this is how it’s going to be until d-day, I am 100% okay with our son coming early.

If not, and we still have a couple weeks to go, this baby needs to slow his roll -.-

Aug 29

I was expecting nesting to be accompanied by some sort of energy

Instead, I have this almighty burning desire to clean coupled with an equally overwhelming urge to nap. All day.

I did dishes, made dinner (plus a freezer meal), cleaned the living room, put away all of the baby purchases from yesterday, started some laundry, moved the bookshelf back into the living room and the changing table back into the bedroom, and took a shower. So it’s not like I’m not getting anything done. But there is SO MUCH more to do and I don’t know how It’s supposed to get done without a major rush of energy. 

Plus I’m still having BH every ten-fifteen minutes if I’m moving around and I’m cramping like I normally do on my period. I don’t think it’s labor, but it’s making me want to get everything ready because labor IS on the way in the next few weeks. Unfortunately, convincing myself to put laundry away is more easily done when everything from my bottom rib down isn’t aching and swollen.


Aug 28

Lower back ache, six contractions in the last 45 minutes, and some sharp pains in my pelvis.

Unfortunately, I am 10000% sure it’s just because I overdid it today, which means this is going to keep me awake for no reason -.-

Aug 26


Happy National Dog Day


Happy National Dog Day

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You are not going in circles

You are making progress in a spiral. You do come back around to where you were at the start, since recovery and healing take time, but every time you come back around to that point you’re a little higher up because you’ve got more experience, more knowledge, and more strength.

You ARE making progress

this is the best fucking thing i have ever read.

Always making progress

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finding out that you may have an anxiety problem as a kid is so weird like “wait what do you mean the rest of my friends arent constantly worried about literally everything”

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Depression does not always mean
Beautiful girls shattering at the wrists
A glorified, heroic battle for your sanity
Or mothers that never got the chance to say good-bye

Sometimes depression means
Not getting out of bed for three days
Because your feet refuse to believe
That they will not shatter upon impact with the floor

Sometimes depression means
That summoning the willpower
To go downstairs and do the laundry
Is the most impressive thing you accomplish that week

Sometimes depression means
Lying on the floor staring at the ceiling for hours
Because you cannot convince your body
That it is capable of movement

Sometimes depression means
Not being able to write for weeks
Because the only words you have to offer the world
Are trapped and drowning and I swear to God I’m trying

Sometimes depression means
That every single bone in your body aches
But you have to keep going through the motions
Because you are not allowed to call in to work depressed

Sometimes depression means
Ignoring every phone call for an entire month
Because yes, they have the right number
But you’re not the person they’re looking for, not anymore

” — by “Alexandra” Tilton, NH (Teen Ink: November 2013 Issue)

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Belarus | Serg Dombrovsky


Belarus | Serg Dombrovsky

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tumblr made me a much more tolerant and less judgmental person like my cousin be like “omg look at that bitch eyebrows she drew them damn near in her hairline” and i’m like shrug maybe the bitch wanted to have eyebrows in her hairline you don’t know shit about her life.

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