Zzzzzzzzzzzzz....

All I feel like doing right now is sleeping, I am SO tired. Like, incapable of picking Matt up from work tired. If I had to drive I would (and I still might) but...bleh.

This morning Elijah and I went to the local zoo, which also has a playground and splashpad. We had a great time, Elijah particularly liked the water and threw a fit when I took him out of it, but I couldn't help it, he was full-body trembling and soaked head-to-toe, so we went to the playground instead.

I thought Elijah would LOVE going on a swing, it seemed right up his alley, but my mind completely didn't factor in his disdain for all things that contain him in any way, shape or form, so mostly he cried while making mad grabs at my arm when I pushed the front! He won in the end, and got to just walk around instead, going down a couple slides, and wandering purposefully towards the splashpad when he thought I wasn't looking. Then I threw him in the stroller and we walked around and saw some animals. Well, I walked, he sat in the stroller.

We took the tram, but made the mistake of going in the cart right behind the motor, and Elijah LOST IT! He started crying hysterically and grabbing for me, so I got him out of the stroller and held him against my chest, covering his uncovered ear with my hand. We made a quick exit after that! We went back in the splashpad for a bit, but then I decided it was time for lunch, so we ordered some food and ate it quietly at our table. I could tell by then that he was so tired - the poor guy isn't used to all the excitement and spending the entire morning outside - so after changing him out of his saturated-from-pee clothes, we went home.

About the saturated-from-pee thing. I thought that they must absorb really well or something, and left him in it, but it turns out that they absorb nothing. NOTHING. Well, except poo, they manage to catch poo, so props to the swimmers for that! But otherwise, I have never seen a pee leak so bad in my life! I put him in a regular diaper after that, but somehow this kid had still managed to leak pee again by he time we'd made it out to the car. He's a pro-leaker, he finds all the holes! :P

So long story short, we had a great morning, Elijah was asleep after 1 minute in the car, and I was struggling to remain awake for the 30-minute drive home. I crashed on the bed once I got him put down and slept for an hour and a half, but woke up more tired than I started. I COMPLETELY underestimated what a morning out would do to me! It was a lot of walking, in hindsight, and constant Elijah-watching, which I'm not used to. Usually if I'm in an environment like that, where Elijah is free to wander and walk, then Matt is after him. Because Elijah started walking AFTER I found out I was pregnant, I realized that I have no idea it feels like to chase after him and NOT have my energy sapped in the process. I also have a new-found appreciation for my husband and what a help to me he is!

We're going to go back, as we have seasons passes, and now I know what I need to be prepared for and with. Hopefully we'll be going more with Matthew, too, as I don't know how I'm going to do it in August, when I'm 2 months further along.

But hey! I realized today that I'm 6 months pregnant! Well, if you go by weeks, that is. But really I should go 6 times 4.3 to get the number of weeks pregnant until I'm 6 months pregnant. Which is 25.8, or 25 weeks 6 days, but I don't feel like waiting until my due date to say I'm 9 months pregnant, so I'll still with this system. Except I just calculated it again, and with the 4.3 thing, I'd be 9 months by 37w6d, so that's not bad. Hmm. I feel confused. My brain hurts and I'm just too tired to think long and hard about this.

I'll say I'm 6 months now, but I won't legitimately feel 6 months until next week. Whatev.

I should finish this now, I'm starting to ramble a lot.