12 September
Dear Dairy,
Time seems to fly by. It's been two and a half month since we got here. I know I should have written during that time, but I've just been too busy with training during the day and after that I'm exhausted. Today is my day off so I have time to get this up to date. Everything has settled into a daily routine. I get out of bed, have breakfast, dress, go down for training, coach, have lunch, coach, have dinner and crash. At least that was my daily routine until today. Today I'm exactly 3 months through and morning sickness has kicked in, isn't it great? Well, I think it sucks. I can forget about breakfast from now on. I get nauseous at the thought. Coach Schmidt says I don't have to start with the team and just rest as much as I can, but I just can't, at least not yet. Every night my dreams are filled with images of Andros making me wake up at 4 in the morning and I'm not able to go to sleep after that. To be honest, it's not bordering me at all, what really is bothering me is that we still haven't been able to call the others or my family. Kim has cut herself of from our family after Trevor forced her to sent Tommy that letter, so she can't call and tell them, there would be too many difficult questions. I don't blame her though, it was her mother who forced her to go on a date with Trevor anyway. Lucky for us Trevor is still laying low. Maybe he's sacred of Zhane or something, but I really don't think this will last much longer. I've started to wear over-sized shirts, because my pregnancy is beginning to show. It isn't noticeable yet, but if you look close enough (which is really, really close and you would have to know it too) you can see. Please don't let anything hurt this baby, I already started to love it so much.
Love,
Ashley