Last weekend was pretty good, but today sucks ass. On Saturday Rob, Gabriel, and I went to the Ren Faire again. Both Rob and I love it there and Gabriel seems to get a kick out of it as well. We spent the day wandering, chilling out, and eating super yummy Ren Faire foodage. I got another coin necklace, a tail to wear, and special ordered a ring I really liked that wasn't in my size. I also had the first alcohol I've had in over a year. I had one cup of hard peach cider and one cup of mead. I am once again a cheap date seeing as how two cups of super weak booze got me buzzed. I'm pretty sure my purchase of the tail was alcohol induced. At least Rob thought it was cute. The weather for the Faire was amazing. Mid-60's, totally cloudy, and it only sprinkled for about five minutes at one point. I tend to pass out in warmer weather and get sunburnt very badly even with a high SPF on, so cloudy and cool was perfect for me. I hope the weather stays nice about two weeks from now when we take my Mom to the Faire - she's never been to one.

After the Faire exhaustion started kicking in so Rob and I tried to take a nap, but as usual Gabriel didn't want us to. So we spent the night taking care of the baby, ordered in some Chinese food, and went to bed when Gabriel calmed down. Unfortunately Gabriel did not want to sleep and kept waking us up every 20 minutes or so. Even being able to sleep in on Sunday didn't help because if Gabriel is awake, so are we.

Sunday we stayed in the house. We'll do our baby chores sometime on a weeknight. We were too tired to leave the house and even went to bed early.

As stated above, today is sucking. Gabriel decided to throw up in his bassinet right after Rob left for work. I was exhausted so I took him out of the bassinet and put him in the snuggle nest so he could be in bed with me. He then proceeded to throw up in his snuggle nest, all over the bed, all over himself, all over me, and all over the foam wedge I sleep on because of my reflux (I'm pretty sure that's ruined, though that probably doesn't matter because I really don't get to sleep anymore). I cleaned everything up and once that was done I was treated with a screaming fit. Can I quit? Please?

I'm exhausted to the point where it's making me physically ill. I'm trembling most of the time, can't remember anything, am usually nauseous (and threw up when I woke up this morning), have had a headache for the past few weeks (while it only gets to migraine level on occasion I have had a persistant low grade headache that won't go away for weeks now), am dizzy, am having massive amounts of diarrhea, and constantly feel super cold on the inside while sweating and being hot on the outside. I'm ready to collapse and enter into a coma, but the non-stop screaming and pervasive smell of sour milk just won't let me. And to top it all off, I still can't fit into my pre-pregnancy pants. I'm still in sweats with an elastic waist. I'm able to lose some of the pregnancy weight, but nothing is coming off of my stomach and button pants won't close. People keep telling me it will get better but I think that's a load of bull crap. It's only getting worse and even law school wasn't this bad.

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