Yesterday, I was 37 weeks and it was by far the worst day of the pregnancy thus far. I had to go run some errands and let’s just say nothing really went as planned. Let’s see, where to start. I shall make a list of complaints. Ha!
1. Target didn’t have any of the wedding gifts that I was looking for, so I got frustrated and left. Completely forgot to purchase the items that I really needed, which means I’ve got to go back today. Is it sad that I’m legit thinking about ordering body wash online so that I don’t have to go to a store anymore?
2. When I got to the parking lot to leave Target, some a-hole SUV had parked so close to me that it was nearly impossible for me to get into my car. Under normal circumstances, it wouldn’t have been so bad, but I’m the size of a mammoth these days. I squeezed in somehow, but it was not pretty. I searched my car for a piece of paper, because I wanted to leave them a note...couldn’t find one though.
3. Leaving Target, some clown was blocking in/out traffic and refused to look in the direction of the people that he was blocking. I started flipping out, blowing my horn, and screaming (pretty positive, screaming was fruitless...no one could hear me). Made me feel slightly better though.
4. Got to BB&B and stepped in gum.
5. Steve called to tell me about an awful accident that occurred on the ONE road that leads to my house, so I decided to stop and get ice cream to kill time. Started crying in line because my sciatic hurt so bad. Wasted about an hour there.
6. Waited in dead stopped traffic for 45 minutes before turning around and going to base to hang out with Steve, kill time, and more importantly, pee. (Accident was not cleaned up yet)
7. After three hours, the accident still hadn’t been fully cleaned up, so had to sit in traffic a second time.
8. Stubbed my toe before bed and started crying. Not about the stubbed toe, but I had just had too much for the day. Poor Steve. He’s so supportive and understanding. He gave me lots of hugs and made every thing better.
And that my friends, was my horrible, no good, rotten day. I truly try not to complain too terribly much, but yesterday I had enough. Today, however, will be an awesome day! I refuse to have another repeat and I WILL have a great day, dammit!
On a brighter, sunnier note, every thing is all ready to go for Chase’s entrance into the world. We’ve got all of our supplies together (I think/hope) and now we’re just waiting. Suzy gave us her bag of goodies to bring home with us and go through as we please and we still need to take a look at all of it. I’ve just been doing a lot of cooking (freezing meals for later) and cleaning lately.
I’ll post a pic of my giant belly later. It’s really no different than the last one. I don’t think I can get much bigger, there is no more room! Chase doesn’t even really kick anymore, he shoves and pushes. I keep telling him that it’s not nice to push, but I don’t think he cares. :-)
Chase’s room thus far. Nothing much else will probably happen to it, other than a little lamp going next to the piggy bank. I just have to find one that I like.
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