emotions.

frustration:

when you realise you’ve been up since 1 in the night, and pathetically write this post at 3.

anger:

<when you realise husband, whom you have already woken up thrice, is happily snoring again.

peace:

what you get thinking , may be you will sleep well tomorrow, thanks to todays night out.

bliss:

  you find a book that suits your emotional needs at this time.

Happiness:

when you realize you can time pass reading the book and eventually sleep off.

Frustration:

when husband shouts at you for switching on light in the middle of the night.

anger:

When u finally get to sleep, and in a min, you realize you have to visit the loo!

Phew.

betrayals!

1. No matter how much your husband loves you, he ends up calling you fat atleast once a day!

2. You think so much about eating well and getting proper sleep, but end of the day, you cannot avoid getting kicked!

I am going to ask husband to get pregnant next! 2 birds in one go!

A friend, desperately in need!

O friend, where art thou?

Through out the night you gave me company, swept away my worries, cleared up my mind

Always welcomed me to a bright new day , Making me forget my past, always so kind.

O friend, where art thou?

I meet you, I enter a new world,Where i achieved much more i could think ever,

Sometimes it scares, sometimes it worries,but at the end, you let me down never.

O friend, where art thou?

I need you…O friend.

The little soul in my tummy keeps kicking me, still I need you,

The thought of pressing the little one scares me, still i need you.

While frequent breaks of relieving myself separates us, I still need you.

O sleep, my friend. Where art thou?!

 

PS:   The above are sincere and genuine woes of me, a pregnant gal, who is devoid of sleep since past few weeks, who thinks she is having a super active kiddo since kiddo is 24/7 playing around in tummy! 

PPS:  Pray i sleep well! pretty please! 

 

 

 

Random musings!

– Why, when I am sitting at home, nurturing the fetus inside me, everyone gets to enjoy late night parties and drink like fish!

– why, when i have to see non-violent so-called-mythical movies, listen to soothing music, while the whole world gets to see the conjuring!

– why, when i want to get out, i am escorted by 10 people, restrained from crossing the road, while small kids pedal off the street all alone.

– why, when i sit on the table and work, i am warned about my posture, warned about sleeping on my tummy, while others get to sleep upside down, hanging in mid-air.

– why, when i walk a little faster, i hear people shouting behind me to slow down, when i sit, i am not allowed to get up without assistance.

– why, when i hate milk to the core, i am force-fed the same. And i love bhel-puri, i am totally banned from even thinking about it!

Pregnancy, i tell you, in a way, it sucks.

PS: These musings are because, I came to my mom’s place for 2 days, and husband goes late night partying and movies  with friends. All the above are only re-directed to him!

PPS: I hope husband reads this, and takes me out on a long drive!