Wednesday, March 31, 2010

The most hideous thing's about being "very" pregnant.

1. Constant emails, text, and phone calls to see if the baby has been born yet.
It's like I'm a ticking time bomb with people waiting for Gold to come crowning
my birth canal. Really, I don't even know the exact moment I conceived the
little darling. So please don't ask me daily if "she's here yet"?

2. If I don't call you right after my weekly doctor appointments...
Please don't freak out! I have to drive from the office to home and most likely
pee. And by that time I have completely forgotten to call/txt any one. I almost
wanna say....don't call me....I'll call you.

3. Waiting at the check out stand at the grocery store and having a "kid" tell you,
"wow you look like your like 10 months pregnant, wow",
and I don't think
need explain more, other then...how aged do I feel that I just referred to the
check out guy as a "kid".

4. Their is nothing worse then to be told, "your tired".
I know I'm tired. Please don't constantly tell me the obvious, and force me to
rest. Because it really isn't relaxing to be drilled that I need to take a nap.
I know I do...I read the magazines. Another thing that is not calming, is to be
forced to lie in bed for a "nap", while the kids and life are continueing right
on the other side of my bedroom door and some one is whispering/yelling,
"SHHHH, YOUR MOM IS TRYING TO TAKE A NAP", trust me the kids don't bother me you
voice does.

5. Please don't ask me if I'm feeling alright.
Because I don't, and I won't until the baby is born.

6. Promising a foot rub and/or back rub.....
then falling asleep before I can get out of the shower. Somebody has a death
wish.

7. My least favorite of all!!!!!! Don't ask me what I am going to do after the
baby is born! True I have three kids, and after the baby is born I will have
four. You know what I'm gonna do...I'm gonna be. Just like I did when one kid
became two, then three, now four....I'll survive thank you very much!

I would just like to say that I love the Sushi Ladies at HEB. They never judge me when I buy a Spicy Tuna Roll and drink a cup of coffee. Thank you Sushi ladies. You and your delicious mercury are one of the few things I get to enjoy right now.