Things have been a little crazy these last few weeks. I was letting a lot of things get to me--waiting for adoption paperwork and worrying about whether anything had gone wrong, buying a car in a way more complicated way than I ever imagined, and lots of stress at work. I think I may have to cry "uncle" because my go.ogle re.ader now has more than 100 unread posts, and I don't think I'll be able to catch up. But I decided that the stress has got to go! I hit the third trimester on Saturday, which is so hard to believe. The previous night, we were driving around in terrible weather, and I was feeling a bit sick to my stomach. When we came back home, I had the tiniest bit of spotting. I called my doctor and got into bed and then started berating myself for letting things get to me, for not eating right (we're almost finished with our kitchen remodeling, but our kitchen hasn't been functional for the last two weeks), and for falling down on my exercise program. The doctor called me back and said that if the discomfort and the spotting stopped, then it was probably nothing to worry about. Thank God, they went away and have stayed away so far.
So. No more stress. I'm not saying that spotting and stress are connected--I have no idea. But it made me realize that I have to start putting things in perspective. I'm doing better at handling the tough things. Last night, I was exhausted after a really rough day. We did our relaxation practice that we're supposed to do for the Bradley training, and I wasn't able to focus my mind on it. But Mr. X checked my shoulders, which are usually like iron bars if I'm stressed, and they were actually relaxed. I made it through a really tough day today, remaining much calmer than I usually would. That's my new project: remaining calm and relaxed. I'll let you know how that works out . . .