I have been feeling pretty good lately....still in a pregnancy daze of stupidness:
**Calling our friends on their way over here and asking them to stop at the gas station and get gas (rather than get ice)
**Cooking dinner last night and wondering what the hell is taking the beans so long to heat up only to find I forgot to turn the stove on
I can deal with this.....my H and FIL think I am an asshole, but I laugh at myself...
However, this morning I had a fabulous wave of feeling like I will barf at any second...I was out running errands with B at the time, who by the way is in this phase of "I want to walk but will sit down anytime I want, even if I am in the middle of the parking lot, or street"
This time it was the bank. I finished up doing what I had to do and then since he wouldnt stand, picked him up by one arm and carried hime out. I <3 everyones faces. I am not sure why they look at me in horror. Just because they are suckers and would probably give there child a hug, while talking in baby talk to get up and walk to the car, and then buy them an ice cream cone....fuck that. B doesnt behave, he pays a consequence....I guess I am a bad parent? At least my kid wont end up mooching drug money off of me when he is 16.
Wow, that was some sidetracking...
Anywho, Ron (FIL) is back. Today the men are digging the footing, hoping for a concrete pour the beginning of next week. Saddly it is 100 degrees already...poor them.
Speaking of the heat, a new and not so fabulous pregnancy symptom appeared yesterday!!!!!! Swollen ankles and feet. Holy hurt like hell!!!!
Question: how do you sleep with your legs and feet elevated and yet not sleep on your back because you are toooo pregnant?
WTF?
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