I can't reach all of the dishes in my kitchen cupboards anymore...and I've surpassed the weight limit of my dinky step stool. I have a random dish that I can't reach to put away and DH keeps forgetting about it. I don't want to find a new place for it and got sick of looking at it on the counter-top, so I just put it in the dishwasher. It's clean and it's going to get cleaned again so that DH puts it away with the rest of the clean dishes.
I'm wearing sweatpants at work. They are from Fabletics though so they are... fancy? I may have worn this shirt on Tuesday but I honestly can't remember (I don't care at this point). Also, potato chips for second breakfast HAPPY FRIDAY!
I'm on modified bed rest, but I think I'm still going to try to make it to DH work baby shower today. I figure sitting for an hour at his office isn't different than we sitting at the doctors office, and I really want to meet everyone.
I am a person who really enjoys personal space. I love when people come visit but don't like them staying at my house - even my parents. I feel like I want them to come hang out during the day but then I want my own space in the evening and a little time to wake up in the morning before I have to be "on". Of course, I have them stay at my house when they come but the whole time I'm wishing for my space. I feel selfish but I can't help it.
There is really no good way to tell people you're ready for their visit to end either. My mom sometimes says she is coming to visit but never says how long she plans to stay. I can't ask when she's leaving because then I feel like it sounds like I want her leave soon (and I might ).
Today is my last day of work until either August or September (I originally was planning to return to work in August but my daycare providers are leaving the country for the whole month of August, which I'm probably using to my advantage...) and I could not be more relieved. I've been waiting for this day since I first found out I was pregnant. Can't wait for a break from these people!! I know I'll be exhausted and that maternity leave is no cake walk, but at least I'll be away from the toxic vibes in this place!
@txmamatobe I sympathize. I like to be around people, but I need recharge time so when I hit my limit it can be awkward if they're at my house. At least if our family is at my parents' or grandparents' house, I can use DS as a quick-exit excuse (people in my family take 30-45 minutes to say goodbye because there's always one more story).
I know I will get flamed for this, but I hope baby girl is pretty. Superficial I know, but lets face it, looks get girls far in this world. And I would hate for her to get mocked for her looks, because we all know how cruel kids can be. Yes, I want her to be healthy and smart as well (even more so that physically attractive) but I would be lying if I said I haven't wished for her to be a beautiful baby as well.
Second FFFC: Need to get my allergy shot today. It's a block away from Dunkin' Donuts. All I've been thinking about this morning is getting my shot. J/K...all I've been thinking about is if I should drive the extra block and get a donut.
I really need to clean our home, but I keep putting it off because we want to hire someone to come clean. So I feel sorry for her because it's going to be gross. And I really don't care.
Second FFFC: Need to get my allergy shot today. It's a block away from Dunkin' Donuts. All I've been thinking about this morning is getting my shot. J/K...all I've been thinking about is if I should drive the extra block and get a donut.
My allergy shot place is right around the corner from DD too! And I normally treat myself to a donut or two afterwards I actually used to live above the same DD. That was DANGEROUS!!!!
I really need to clean our home, but I keep putting it off because we want to hire someone to come clean. So I feel sorry for her because it's going to be gross. And I really don't care.
I scheduled a maid service to come next week and do a good cleaning of the house. I haven't bothered cleaning in MONTHS because I knew they'd be coming. The house is disgusting, I'm embarrassed, but I want to get my money's worth!
I stopped by Starbucks this morning and right as it was my turn to order from the cashier, a woman cuts in front of me to complain about something wrong with her order. A little rude, but whatevs.
Now, everyone knows how orders at Starbucks works. The barista calls out your drink/name and then places it on the section of counter designated for drinks. This same woman stands wwwaaayyyy off to the side, far from the counter, behind an espresso machine where no one could even see her. They call out her sandwich and place it on the counter; she raises her hand, and when they don't see her, stomps over to collect her sandwich in a huff, then goes back to her hiding spot. They call out her drink and set it on the counter, and again, she raises her hand, stomps over to get her drink when they don't leap from behind the counter to bring it to her, and yells to the baristas "you all clearly have no idea what you're doing!".
Well. My mama-grizzly-bear-hates-the-world pregnancy hormones kicked in and without even thinking my mouth opened and exclaimed "Well that was rude!". She turns around and says "WHAT did you just say to me?!". We then got into a loud yelling match where she said I have no idea what she's going through, and I pointed out these kids were all working hard, everyone in the world knows how orders at Starbucks work, and she can pick her order up at the counter like everyone else.
I absolutely hate people who treat service workers poorly, but pre-pregnancy I would NEVER do anything like that.
I stopped by Starbucks this morning and right as it was my turn to order from the cashier, a woman cuts in front of me to complain about something wrong with her order. A little rude, but whatevs.
Now, everyone knows how orders at Starbucks works. The barista calls out your drink/name and then places it on the section of counter designated for drinks. This same woman stands wwwaaayyyy off to the side, far from the counter, behind an espresso machine where no one could even see her. They call out her sandwich and place it on the counter; she raises her hand, and when they don't see her, stomps over to collect her sandwich in a huff, then goes back to her hiding spot. They call out her drink and set it on the counter, and again, she raises her hand, stomps over to get her drink when they don't leap from behind the counter to bring it to her, and yells to the baristas "you all clearly have no idea what you're doing!".
Well. My mama-grizzly-bear-hates-the-world pregnancy hormones kicked in and without even thinking my mouth opened and exclaimed "Well that was rude!". She turns around and says "WHAT did you just say to me?!". We then got into a loud yelling match where she said I have no idea what she's going through, and I pointed out these kids were all working hard, everyone in the world knows how orders at Starbucks work, and she can pick her order up at the counter like everyone else.
I absolutely hate people who treat service workers poorly, but pre-pregnancy I would NEVER do anything like that.
I would never flame you for this. Thanks for putting her in her place. I don't care how rough of a day you're having, if you've ever been to a Starbuck's, they aren't waiters. Hope she has a better day and isn't rude to anyone else, sheesh.
I know I will get flamed for this, but I hope baby girl is pretty. Superficial I know, but lets face it, looks get girls far in this world. And I would hate for her to get mocked for her looks, because we all know how cruel kids can be. Yes, I want her to be healthy and smart as well (even more so that physically attractive) but I would be lying if I said I haven't wished for her to be a beautiful baby as well.
My mom and I talk about this baby and future baby looks as well. I totally despise my MIL (most of you know the story as to why) and DH looks exactly like her. Because he wound up normal, somehow, I don't see her in him whatsoever..so we figure if we have a boy that turns out looking identical to DH, it's all good...but then my mom brought up us having a girl that looks exactly like DH, thus looking identical to his mom...and I'm so worried. I know I will think my babies are beautiful no matter what and I know I won't see his wretched mother every time I look at my daughter IF we happen to have one that looks like her...but still...we've been talking about it a lot and since we are team green I've thought a few times about the fact that I may have a MIL look alike in there.
TXmamatobe I feel the exact way! My mom is planning on staying with us for a week or 2 after birth and I'm dreading having the same conversation with her. If I ask she'll take it as a huge criticism and that I don't want her there, don't love her etc. and I'll never hear the end of it.
Even considering everything that's happened this week, I still haven't packed my bag. Oh well. I am doing it this weekend though.
Also, before this week I was constantly on DH to get the nursery done before baby got here, but I really don't care anymore. He's feeling the pressure now bc of everything that's happened and the potential for me to go into labor earlier, so honestly it will likely be pretty much done this weekend (he painted the entire room the day we found out little girl was a little boy - lol), but I just want baby to get here at this point. He won't be in the nursery for at least a few weeks anyway so I'm not too worried. We do have someone coming for baby pictures about a week after and the nursery was going to be the focus, but again... oh well.
Also, my attitude is kinda sucking lately. DH keeps asking how I am and I know he's just worried, but my mindset right now is kinda just like 'Oh well... It is what it is'. I do feel a little bad that maybe I feel like I'm not as excited about the baby since we found out the initial anatomy scan was wrong. Everyone keeps telling me I'll get over it and once he's here I won't even think about it, but it's so hard to picture at this point. I think maybe once I get out this weekend and do some shopping for the new stuff we need then it might help with my attitude a little bit and get me more excited again. MIL is coming over tomorrow to help out with some of the exchanging and stuff and to get some new things so there isn't as big a burden. So I'm thinking once that stuff gets out of sight it will help too.
TXmamatobe I feel the exact way! My mom is planning on staying with us for a week or 2 after birth and I'm dreading having the same conversation with her. If I ask she'll take it as a huge criticism and that I don't want her there, don't love her etc. and I'll never hear the end of it.
Yessssss. This is my exact situation. Everything is taken to mean something way more dramatic and insulting. I really just want to know when she's leaving! That's it.
I had the greatest experience of all time at a McDonald's drive-thru last night and was very upset that no one else appreciated it when I recounted the story. Here it goes:
I was heading to choir rehearsal and got an intense craving for a Bacon McDouble (I have not had one of those in forever!). I went through the drive-thru and ordered the sandwich and a medium iced decaf coffee. It was like $3 maybe. I pulled up to the window and they handed me my coffee first and then a small bag, just big enough for the burger. I thanked them and called out "Have a great night!" and drove off. I got to the first red light and opened my bag, expecting some beefy cheesy bacon-y goodness. Nope. What was in the bag you ask? Six small bags of sliced apples, like for the Happy Meals. For one split second, I was super pissed. Then, all of a sudden, I found the entire situation just the most hilarious thing of all time. I started cracking up and realized that I could take a quick right and circle back to the McD's, no problem at all. So I parked, went inside with my bag of apple slices and politely explained that I had just been through the drive-thru, had ordered a bacon mcdouble and instead received "this" and opened the bag to show the six individual baggies of sliced apples. The poor kids behind the registers were all flustered and stammering, so I said kindly "No worries. I just didn't know if someone had ordered a bag of apples and would be looking for them...and I would like my sandwich please." The manager had come over and was apologizing and offering free fries etc, but I just shook my head and said "Nope. I just wanted to let you know and get my sandwich...and if no one else wants these apples, I think I will take those too" because suddenly those apples looked amazing! I did notice a few of the youths behind the counter eye my bump and give me a look like "Who is this weirdo?!" but whatever. So the manager offered a refund, but I waved her off again and skipped out with my bacon mcdouble and bag of apple slices cheerily calling out "Thank you so much! Hope you have a fantastic evening!"
If I wasn't pregnant, I would think I was high as a kite.
We just set up an awesome office prank. Coworker comes back from a 3 week vacation on Monday. We all have upper cabinets at our desk that swing up to open. We moved his phone to inside the cabinet, then filled the cabinet with ping pong balls on a ramp so when he opens it to get/answer his phone all 288 of the balls fall out Monday is going to be fantastic!!!!!!
TheThornBird thank you for your contribution towards a more polite society. You get a gold star for the day and I'm sure that woman will come to her senses later.
I was originally planning to work 2 weeks until my DD.....but now I am just so f-ing over work on top of being in pain, I am throwing in the towel. I meet with my midwife on Monday and hoping she give me my off work orders ASAP. If I am going to be in miserable pain I would rather be at home in my giant moo-moo PJ's on the couch. I am so tired of wearing real clothes and having to be "on" at work. Eight straight months of powering through and now I am done. I have to listen to my body and take care of myself and this LO.
I find the drama on some of these posts amusing. When nothing happens for a while, I start to wonder when something will happen again because honestly... it makes me giggle. There, I said it!
Me: 31
DH: 29, SA - Great
Married: June 12,2011
TTC #1: 1/2014
Diagnosis: Hypothalamic Amenorrhea
Treatment: Clomid: 50mg, 100mg, 150mg - not successful and not monitored
Another thing... I loved my birth center pretty much up till today. They just uploaded the notes from my scans at the hospital the other day. They kept telling me the head was up to 2 weeks off in size from the body... Try closer to a week. The person who reviewed the scans also said there was normal interval growth since the last scan. Meaning the head did not look too big for them in proportion to the abdomen or legs. It essentially just said I have a big baby. I hope they get laughed in the face when they try to call in the referral for my next scan. If I end up being considered high risk then I can't have the baby at the birth center and DH said he kinda feels like they may be trying to give us the boot this late in the game. Honestly I kinda agree with him and it makes me upset. I've kinda had this feeling since my glucose test a few weeks ago. Part of me hopes I get kicked out though... I don't want to deal with it anymore. Another part of me wants to prove them wrong however.
I am a person who really enjoys personal space. I love when people come visit but don't like them staying at my house - even my parents. I feel like I want them to come hang out during the day but then I want my own space in the evening and a little time to wake up in the morning before I have to be "on". Of course, I have them stay at my house when they come but the whole time I'm wishing for my space. I feel selfish but I can't help it.
There is really no good way to tell people you're ready for their visit to end either. My mom sometimes says she is coming to visit but never says how long she plans to stay. I can't ask when she's leaving because then I feel like it sounds like I want her leave soon (and I might ).
This is me too! My FFFC is that the older I get, the less I enjoy entertaining people at my home. Dont get me wrong, I enjoy company from time to time, but I am very particular about who I want in my home. There are 2 camps: the people who could give a crap if the house is spotless, and the people who come to judge. My MIL for example evaluates every decorating decision, how I clean, what cleaning products I use, and where things should be placed in my home. I seldom invite her, or people like her to visit because I. JUST. CAN'T.
I guess I'm saying that there are gracious guests, and not so gracious guests and the ungracious guests ruin entertaining for me.
I think the bottom line is that I always prefer to go to other people's homes because we can choose when we leave
I am a person who really enjoys personal space. I love when people come visit but don't like them staying at my house - even my parents. I feel like I want them to come hang out during the day but then I want my own space in the evening and a little time to wake up in the morning before I have to be "on". Of course, I have them stay at my house when they come but the whole time I'm wishing for my space. I feel selfish but I can't help it.
There is really no good way to tell people you're ready for their visit to end either. My mom sometimes says she is coming to visit but never says how long she plans to stay. I can't ask when she's leaving because then I feel like it sounds like I want her leave soon (and I might ).
Also a person who enjoys personal space, like a lot. You pretty much said exactly how I feel about visitors, even my dear friends/family. Most people love hosting people at their home, but I am one of those selfish weirdo's that is just not down. Like you said I am all about visiting during the day and evening, but at night/waking up I want my home to myself. DH gets so irritated with me over this, it's one of the only things we consistently disagree on. I am glad I am not alone here, thanks for sharing!
I never really had or noticed any BH until this week and have had lots the past two days. It's making me think a lot about labor and while I am so ready not to be pregnant I still don't quite feel ready to be a mom.
@txmamatobe Same! My house is my sanctuary...and I'm not comfortable with it being invaded very often, especially overnight.
Luckily, the only person who will regularly drop in for overnight visits is my SIL...so I just made a point to ask her before she comes/as soon as she arrives how long she's going to be in town. The first time I asked, she gave me a weird look and asked if I had a problem with her staying. I said no, just that I had work/plans/etc and I was trying to figure out what I could reschedule so as to spend more time with her. Then she started talking about her own plans, and it turned out that there was only one night that we could actually hang out. I kept this habit of asking about it, and now it's so ingrained that she always gives me a firm leaving date when she announces that she'll be in town, even though I'm not working anymore.
Not sure how that'll translate to when LO is here, though. Completely different situation...hopefully the request I made for no overnight visitors those first two weeks will be taken seriously.
@laurenmdrn16 I don't know why but a bag full of sliced apples is hilarious. I'm dying to know who ordered them.
@wsgjmw1 I was so done with work earlier this week, I called them said my Dr. told me to take it easy and not go in anymore. Today was supposed to be my last day, anyway. Hanging out on the couch in my pjs all week has been so, so wonderful.
I stopped by Starbucks this morning and right as it was my turn to order from the cashier, a woman cuts in front of me to complain about something wrong with her order. A little rude, but whatevs.
Now, everyone knows how orders at Starbucks works. The barista calls out your drink/name and then places it on the section of counter designated for drinks. This same woman stands wwwaaayyyy off to the side, far from the counter, behind an espresso machine where no one could even see her. They call out her sandwich and place it on the counter; she raises her hand, and when they don't see her, stomps over to collect her sandwich in a huff, then goes back to her hiding spot. They call out her drink and set it on the counter, and again, she raises her hand, stomps over to get her drink when they don't leap from behind the counter to bring it to her, and yells to the baristas "you all clearly have no idea what you're doing!".
Well. My mama-grizzly-bear-hates-the-world pregnancy hormones kicked in and without even thinking my mouth opened and exclaimed "Well that was rude!". She turns around and says "WHAT did you just say to me?!". We then got into a loud yelling match where she said I have no idea what she's going through, and I pointed out these kids were all working hard, everyone in the world knows how orders at Starbucks work, and she can pick her order up at the counter like everyone else.
I absolutely hate people who treat service workers poorly, but pre-pregnancy I would NEVER do anything like that.
@TheThornBird - good for you! I wish more people would speak up when they witness that type of behavior! I saw something similar a few days ago. DH manages a marine retail store, and I was picking up some work-related items for him at his company's other store the next town over since it's close to my OB's office. I was standing near the register while I was waiting for the items, and I witnessed a customer (a middle-aged man) berating a young (probably 18-19 year old) male associate who was working the register. The associate scanned a couple of items the customer put on the counter and then asked whether the customer wanted a third item (which the customer had placed on the far end of the counter, away from the other items). The customer yelled that that of course he wanted it - that's why he put it on the counter - and he asked the associate, "What kind of idiot are you?" It was so uncalled for, and the young associate looked like he was about to cry as he stammered through an apology. As the customer turned to leave, he looked at me (probably because I was staring by that point) and said, "Can you believe that? I..." Without missing a beat, I cut him off and replied, "No, I can't believe you were such an asshole to that nice kid!" He just turned and stormed out the door. I hate to see people acting like complete assholes - especially toward people who can't defend themselves without risking their jobs. I guess it was because I was in DH's company's store, but by the time I got to my car I was ugly crying (thanks, pregnancy hormones!) thinking about all the assholes DH has to deal with and how angry I would be if I saw someone treat him like that. Even though I might get frustrated when I don't get the service I want or need, I at least have an appreciation for what people in the service industry have to deal with on a daily basis, and I would never allow myself to mistreat someone like that.
I'm mentally checked out of work. I'll be 37 weeks tomorrow so I can technically go on maternity leave now but I chose to work up until my c section. I am getting stuff done and it's good that I'm here to put out fires. But considering it's Friday and I'm having a c section 2 weeks from Monday, i'm not doing jack shit today at work. And it's only 9:42am.
My niece (who is only 5 years younger than me) just texted asking if I was home and then called. DS is napping so I straight up ignored her. I know she's subbing at the school down the road so she prob wanted to just hang out during her lunch break...but this is the ONE time I have all to myself all day. I just want to be alone lol
@TheThornBird you're not bad, you're awesome! I worked at Starbucks for 5 years before getting very sick and being forced to quit, people treated us like the scum of the flipping earth and I have a hard time keeping my mouth shut. This one lady would always come in at 12:30pm and demand decaf coffee. Well, we dump decaf at noon because it gets wasted otherwise, and we offer either decaf Americanos at the same price of decaf coffee or we offer a pour over which takes a minute or two, but to me tastes WAY better than any decaf that's been sitting in a big warmer for 30 min. Anyway, she didn't like either of those options, and she stated that she leaves her 2 year old in her running van outside and since we can't get her decaf coffee we need to walk it out to her. I asked her if she had always left her 2 year old in her running vehicle while she came in and argued with us for 5-10 min on the regular, and she said "yes, what does that matter to you?!" In a snarky tone. I told her it mattered to me because I'm a mandated reporter and due to her telling me she leaves a child who is capable of unbuckling themselves and climbing in the drivers seat of a running vehicle, I would have to report her...I also told her "by the way, we don't fucking deliver". Thank God I had an amazing boss. There was this other lady who was SO rude to all of us and I bit my tongue every single morning for about 6 months before I finally said something to her. She was always bitching and making rude comments. One day she was watching me make her ridiculous drink and she told me she didn't want her milk aerated. I explained to her that the frothing wand aerates the milk, I literally HAVE to aerate your milk to get it to your "192 degrees" that you insist on. She got all bitchy and told me I was a "retard" and I bent down so nobody else heard me and told her "lady, if I don't aerate your milk it'll taste like you're eating your own pussy, although you seem like the kind of person that likes that kinda thing" and I winked at her. Her jaw dropped and I handed her her drink and told her to have a nice day. I told my manager what I had said just because I was sure she was going to report me and he gave me a high five and told me we'd deal with it if he received a complaint. From that day forward she came in, smiled at me and requested that I be the one who made her drink when I was working. Apparently she just needed somebody to challenge her....thank God....I totally should have lost my job.
I can't stand people who can't take a hint. There are a couple of situations that just irritate me. I keep telling DH that I'm tired of dealing with all the neighbors. I can't fence in my whole yard because the way it's set up. I'll lock up my gate and instead of being able to knock on my front door they will knock on my house (and they do). Seriously, if my gate is locked and you can't enter the yard take the hint that I don't want you knocking on my house/windows at any time of day/night. Another one is a lady and her son who went to preschool with my boys LAST school year. I straight up ignore her calls and attempts to hang out. She still calls and will drive by my house to see if I'm home. They are exhausting people. She will ask if I can watch her kid and I'm not even kidding, watching her one son is harder than watching all 3 of my boys during a natural disaster. Can you tell I don't like confrontation much?
I can be stingy with my Love It's. I mentally called myself out Wednesday because I only clicked a Love It for board regulars. It just feels weird clicking it for those who only post on HDBD.
I also need to confess that after recognizing the above confession on Wednesday I made note of it in my phone so I could remember to confess it here today. I would've never remembered what I wanted to confess if I hadn't written it down.
@thismakes4 I hear you on the neighbors. We have neighbors behind us who are very nice to hang out with, but they just let their kid run around all the time...and often he ends up at my house wanting to play with my toddler (this kid is 6yrs older than him). I spent so much time last summer sending this kid home after he'd overstay his welcome (after showing up unannounced), annoy me, play too hard with my son, ring our doorbell a gazillion times during naptime, etc. If it happens this year when I have a toddler and a newborn, I'm just going to call his mom and tell her to set up a play date if she wants, but otherwise explain that I'm not watching her son along with mine and he needs to not bug us. I don't think I'll be able to be nice about it.
@thismakes4That would bother me so much! I guess my FFFC is that what you just described is one of the main reasons I am so set on finding a house in the country. I don't want a ton of neighbours, and I don't want it to be convenient for people to just drive by and see if we're home. I like my space, I like the quiet. Sometimes I like my apartment just because people don't like visiting us there.
Listening to the customer service stories make me feel so ragey. Because we are behind the counter we just have to put up with some incredible BS because we have to be "professional", yet some of the crap people have to put up with, you would NEVER put up with if you weren't behind the counter.
I've had a few incredibly rude patients that I've just wanted to give a piece of my mind to, but never do because I'm a professional. Doesn't mean that I don't rant about them to a colleague later of.
Angel baby June 2013, DD born 22 April 2014, BFP 10 Sept 2015 - Due 22 May 2016
While we're on the subject my confession is that I can't stand most of my neighbors, and I hide from all of them, even the ones I don't mind. And I'm so tired of giving money to the local high school sports teams that come around seriously every couple of weeks that I've stopped answering my door, too.
Re: FFFC 4-15-16
going to try to make it to DH work baby shower today. I figure sitting for an hour at his office isn't different than we sitting at the doctors office, and I really want to meet everyone.
There is really no good way to tell people you're ready for their visit to end either. My mom sometimes says she is coming to visit but never says how long she plans to stay. I can't ask when she's leaving because then I feel like it sounds like I want her leave soon (and I might
Only one of those people have packed their hospital bag.
That person is not me
DS: Born 5-17-16
DS: Born 5-17-16
I stopped by Starbucks this morning and right as it was my turn to order from the cashier, a woman cuts in front of me to complain about something wrong with her order. A little rude, but whatevs.
Now, everyone knows how orders at Starbucks works. The barista calls out your drink/name and then places it on the section of counter designated for drinks. This same woman stands wwwaaayyyy off to the side, far from the counter, behind an espresso machine where no one could even see her. They call out her sandwich and place it on the counter; she raises her hand, and when they don't see her, stomps over to collect her sandwich in a huff, then goes back to her hiding spot. They call out her drink and set it on the counter, and again, she raises her hand, stomps over to get her drink when they don't leap from behind the counter to bring it to her, and yells to the baristas "you all clearly have no idea what you're doing!".
Well. My mama-grizzly-bear-hates-the-world pregnancy hormones kicked in and without even thinking my mouth opened and exclaimed "Well that was rude!". She turns around and says "WHAT did you just say to me?!". We then got into a loud yelling match where she said I have no idea what she's going through, and I pointed out these kids were all working hard, everyone in the world knows how orders at Starbucks work, and she can pick her order up at the counter like everyone else.
I absolutely hate people who treat service workers poorly, but pre-pregnancy I would NEVER do anything like that.
Also, before this week I was constantly on DH to get the nursery done before baby got here, but I really don't care anymore. He's feeling the pressure now bc of everything that's happened and the potential for me to go into labor earlier, so honestly it will likely be pretty much done this weekend (he painted the entire room the day we found out little girl was a little boy - lol), but I just want baby to get here at this point. He won't be in the nursery for at least a few weeks anyway so I'm not too worried. We do have someone coming for baby pictures about a week after and the nursery was going to be the focus, but again... oh well.
Also, my attitude is kinda sucking lately. DH keeps asking how I am and I know he's just worried, but my mindset right now is kinda just like 'Oh well... It is what it is'. I do feel a little bad that maybe I feel like I'm not as excited about the baby since we found out the initial anatomy scan was wrong. Everyone keeps telling me I'll get over it and once he's here I won't even think about it, but it's so hard to picture at this point. I think maybe once I get out this weekend and do some shopping for the new stuff we need then it might help with my attitude a little bit and get me more excited again. MIL is coming over tomorrow to help out with some of the exchanging and stuff and to get some new things so there isn't as big a burden. So I'm thinking once that stuff gets out of sight it will help too.
I was heading to choir rehearsal and got an intense craving for a Bacon McDouble (I have not had one of those in forever!). I went through the drive-thru and ordered the sandwich and a medium iced decaf coffee. It was like $3 maybe. I pulled up to the window and they handed me my coffee first and then a small bag, just big enough for the burger. I thanked them and called out "Have a great night!" and drove off. I got to the first red light and opened my bag, expecting some beefy cheesy bacon-y goodness. Nope. What was in the bag you ask? Six small bags of sliced apples, like for the Happy Meals. For one split second, I was super pissed. Then, all of a sudden, I found the entire situation just the most hilarious thing of all time. I started cracking up and realized that I could take a quick right and circle back to the McD's, no problem at all. So I parked, went inside with my bag of apple slices and politely explained that I had just been through the drive-thru, had ordered a bacon mcdouble and instead received "this" and opened the bag to show the six individual baggies of sliced apples. The poor kids behind the registers were all flustered and stammering, so I said kindly "No worries. I just didn't know if someone had ordered a bag of apples and would be looking for them...and I would like my sandwich please." The manager had come over and was apologizing and offering free fries etc, but I just shook my head and said "Nope. I just wanted to let you know and get my sandwich...and if no one else wants these apples, I think I will take those too" because suddenly those apples looked amazing! I did notice a few of the youths behind the counter eye my bump and give me a look like "Who is this weirdo?!" but whatever. So the manager offered a refund, but I waved her off again and skipped out with my bacon mcdouble and bag of apple slices cheerily calling out "Thank you so much! Hope you have a fantastic evening!"
If I wasn't pregnant, I would think I was high as a kite.
We just set up an awesome office prank. Coworker comes back from a 3 week vacation on Monday. We all have upper cabinets at our desk that swing up to open. We moved his phone to inside the cabinet, then filled the cabinet with ping pong balls on a ramp so when he opens it to get/answer his phone all 288 of the balls fall out
  Monday is going to be fantastic!!!!!!
TheThornBird thank you for your contribution towards a more polite society. You get a gold star for the day and I'm sure that woman will come to her senses later.
Me: 31
DH: 29, SA - Great
Married: June 12,2011
TTC #1: 1/2014
Diagnosis: Hypothalamic Amenorrhea
Treatment: Clomid: 50mg, 100mg, 150mg - not successful and not monitored
Menopur 75ml (upped to 112.5ml), Ovidrel, & IUI IUI #1 8/31/2015
9/15/2015: BFP HCG - 400, 9/17/2015: HCG - 827, 9/21/2015 - HCG 3,327!@yogahh nothing wrong with wanting your baby to be pretty!
@TheThornBird you're awesome. I'm sure the baristas appreciated someone standing up for them for once!
I guess I'm saying that there are gracious guests, and not so gracious guests and the ungracious guests ruin entertaining for me.
I think the bottom line is that I always prefer to go to other people's homes because we can choose when we leave
Luckily, the only person who will regularly drop in for overnight visits is my SIL...so I just made a point to ask her before she comes/as soon as she arrives how long she's going to be in town. The first time I asked, she gave me a weird look and asked if I had a problem with her staying. I said no, just that I had work/plans/etc and I was trying to figure out what I could reschedule so as to spend more time with her. Then she started talking about her own plans, and it turned out that there was only one night that we could actually hang out. I kept this habit of asking about it, and now it's so ingrained that she always gives me a firm leaving date when she announces that she'll be in town, even though I'm not working anymore.
Not sure how that'll translate to when LO is here, though. Completely different situation...hopefully the request I made for no overnight visitors those first two weeks will be taken seriously.
@wsgjmw1 I was so done with work earlier this week, I called them said my Dr. told me to take it easy and not go in anymore. Today was supposed to be my last day, anyway. Hanging out on the couch in my pjs all week has been so, so wonderful.
I also need to confess that after recognizing the above confession on Wednesday I made note of it in my phone so I could remember to confess it here today. I would've never remembered what I wanted to confess if I hadn't written it down.
DD: 05/14/16
BFP #1: 9/12/2015
DD: 6/1/2016
BFP #2: 1/16/2018 MC 2/2/2018
I've had a few incredibly rude patients that I've just wanted to give a piece of my mind to, but never do because I'm a professional. Doesn't mean that I don't rant about them to a colleague later of.