It's 11:06am and it's already been an interesting day.
I woke up from a dream where I was telling my step mother off for being rude to my mother. Odd dream. I would never need to do that. Certainly my mother can (and will) speak for herself.
I also woke up to the fetus doing round offs letting me know that I should probably eat. Lazy me, I ignored it and went back to sleep. (I mean who feels like eating at 6am?)
I woke up (again) at 7am and went about my normal morning routine and then all of a sudden.... "No it's not...wait I feel...uh oh, here it comes.......BAARF!" Okay, so I need to eat. Went downstairs and made myself a bowl of shredded wheat and I felt better. Whew!
Thought about taking my meds, but I've been getting along the last few days without them, what's one more day, right?
Got in the car, started feeling it again...(uh no...) but I found a bag of Carolina Style BBQ chips in the arm rest. SAVE! I ate those til I got to my favorite Mickey Dees. Got in the drive through line and it didnt budge. (What is going on?) so I got out of the line, drove to a parking space and went in.
I waited in line..................... " Hi can I take your order? " "Uh, yeah, lemme get a number 3 with a large OJ" McChick says "sorry the credit card machine is down" (RATS!)
okay I can make it to work and go to the Mickey Dees near my job.
Got to work, ordered my food, parked. Got to my desk...had to pee. Okay. Get up, go to the ladies room. Looked in the mirror ("Yikes! who is that????!!") My cheeks were so dry and rashy it looked like a minor case of skinitzoitis (that's a made up diagnosis for drashy). I splashed some water on my face and shrugged it off figuring it must be these preggo hormones going nuts again.
Went back to my desk. Took a few bites of my food. (yuck not good today). Drank my OJ. Then out of nowhere...."no it's not...wait I feel...I can hold it...uh oh...BARRRF!" I failed to mention that "barrrf" is accompanied by a slight urine trickle or more than a trickle. Isn't that thoughtful?
Welcome 22 weeks, I had no idea you'd make such a grand entrance!
I just took the last of my medicine cocktail and called in a refill.
Yep, I tried it. Thought I could ween myself off of the meds since I was halfway through. Joke's on me. This just lets me know that if I go more than two days without the cocktail, I should expect to be a barfy, pissy, missy.
To say the least...I'm going home early today so that I can collect myself.
Oh the adventures of pregnancy....
Toodles~
I woke up from a dream where I was telling my step mother off for being rude to my mother. Odd dream. I would never need to do that. Certainly my mother can (and will) speak for herself.
I also woke up to the fetus doing round offs letting me know that I should probably eat. Lazy me, I ignored it and went back to sleep. (I mean who feels like eating at 6am?)
I woke up (again) at 7am and went about my normal morning routine and then all of a sudden.... "No it's not...wait I feel...uh oh, here it comes.......BAARF!" Okay, so I need to eat. Went downstairs and made myself a bowl of shredded wheat and I felt better. Whew!
Thought about taking my meds, but I've been getting along the last few days without them, what's one more day, right?
Got in the car, started feeling it again...(uh no...) but I found a bag of Carolina Style BBQ chips in the arm rest. SAVE! I ate those til I got to my favorite Mickey Dees. Got in the drive through line and it didnt budge. (What is going on?) so I got out of the line, drove to a parking space and went in.
I waited in line..................... " Hi can I take your order? " "Uh, yeah, lemme get a number 3 with a large OJ" McChick says "sorry the credit card machine is down" (RATS!)
okay I can make it to work and go to the Mickey Dees near my job.
Got to work, ordered my food, parked. Got to my desk...had to pee. Okay. Get up, go to the ladies room. Looked in the mirror ("Yikes! who is that????!!") My cheeks were so dry and rashy it looked like a minor case of skinitzoitis (that's a made up diagnosis for drashy). I splashed some water on my face and shrugged it off figuring it must be these preggo hormones going nuts again.
Went back to my desk. Took a few bites of my food. (yuck not good today). Drank my OJ. Then out of nowhere...."no it's not...wait I feel...I can hold it...uh oh...BARRRF!" I failed to mention that "barrrf" is accompanied by a slight urine trickle or more than a trickle. Isn't that thoughtful?
Welcome 22 weeks, I had no idea you'd make such a grand entrance!
I just took the last of my medicine cocktail and called in a refill.
Yep, I tried it. Thought I could ween myself off of the meds since I was halfway through. Joke's on me. This just lets me know that if I go more than two days without the cocktail, I should expect to be a barfy, pissy, missy.
To say the least...I'm going home early today so that I can collect myself.
Oh the adventures of pregnancy....
Toodles~
You beta give details on your blog, lol. Awww, is not too bad. Have you decided or thought of names
ReplyDeleteDubs and I are still praying about the name.
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