My thoughts right now are with The Canadian. She’s 29 weeks pregnant with my new niece and nephew and has been admitted to the hospital for being dilated and having contractions. It’s times like these that I wish I were closer to home, even if just to be able to sit at the hospital with her while she’s miserably lying in that bed unable to move. Or to hold her legs together so those babies don’t come out! I was glad to hear this morning that Pastor Mom was there.
Yesterday I was stopped by a road block Seal as I entered the building. Jesiis frickin you-know-what. Was another painful conversation as he tried to convince me to come over to his place this weekend to visit with his mom. How do you nicely say “I’m having a hard enough time not punching you in the face after 45 seconds here in the office hallway. How the hell do you think I’d be able to get through a visit to your place? Also, why the fuck would I want to?” I wanted to stab myself in the eye with my keys. This morning I pulled into the parking lot behind him, so I sat in my car for a few minutes to avoid him.
And just for shits ‘n’ giggles – remember this:
I’m super grouchy and moody right now. I wonder if it’s close to that time. Yes, I’m 34 and have no idea when my period comes. I blame this on being on the 90-day plan for so long. Most of my life I got it every 3 months…or so. For no good reason. When I decided to try to get pregnant before Ex-Husband and I split (and actively started trying to get it all figured out) it randomly became regular…and I just haven’t kept track since. I used to have a reminder on my phone, but forgot to add it back on a few blackberry upgrades ago and it’s definitely not on the iPhone yet. It will be after the next go-around.
Yeah, I have nothin.
Hope everything is working out well for “The Canadian” and that you and your family are able to rest easy soon. :)
keep those babies in there sista!