So, I got back from vacay and wished I had just stayed there. Reality is too much to deal with some days. You know when things just seem to things pile up one by one by one until you have one of those days where NOTHING goes your way. Yeah, I had one of those days.
My life in the last 24 hours:
1. Somehow, I have managed to lose my keys. Really, they are nowhere to be found. They have been lost since we returned from vacay and I threw them NEXT TO my purse. That was my mistake, and I knew it at the time. In the back of my head I told myself, "You need to put those IN your purse or you are going to lose them." And now they are G-O-N-E. I guess if I wanted to be a glass half-full kind of person, I could look at it as I was right and I am a brilliant person!
2. My babysitter for my following day full of doctor's appointments fell through at the last minute, so I had to call my sis-in-law (who is also 7 months preggo) at 11:00 at night to see if she could rescue me. I just knew I was going to be waking her up, but, thankfully, she bailed me out.
3. Putting #1 and #2 together, I had dr. appts. to get to, but no keys to my car, house, etc., which poses a problem. So, I had to take my hubby to work, so I could have his truck for the day. I only had one hour between appts. for lunch and I had already scheduled a date with my mom, but my hubby was supposed to go with me to my ultrasound appt. in the PM. There wasn't enough time for me to pick up my son, pick up my hubby, and have lunch with mom. What's a girl to do? Ended up my hubby had a meeting he had to be at in the afternoon, so he wasn't able to go to the doc with me anyway, so Mom went and helped me with my 2-year-old.
4. My morning appt. was a 3 hour blood glucose screening. It sucked. Sorry there is just no other word to describe it. I failed my 1 hour screening--I think in part due to some banana pudding. The pudding was good, but definitely not worth having to do the three hour blood work. I had to fast from midnight the night before--no food or drink until noon for a preggo woman is NOT a good combo--even on a normal day. I, however, had to drink this really sugary lemon-lime thing and within 45 minutes felt sick--about to toss-my-cookies sick. Really? Can the medical community not come up with a better way to test blood glucose? The current one can not be good for the baby. (And it's not so good on the preggo hormones either. I'm pretty sue those poor ladies in the lab were glad to see me leave.)
5. My PM appt. was at 1:00. (Remember, I had a 2-year-old with me who normally naps at 1:30ish.) At 1:30--yes, 30 minutes after my scheduled time--I finally got called back. You know how patient 2-year-olds are, so you can imagine how incredibly LLLLOOOONNNNGGGG those 30 minutes of waiting really were. The tech did her part of the ultrasound and my mom and son got to see the baby, which was the cool part of the day. Then she left to do her report and send the doctor in, and my mom took my son back out to the waiting room (He was too "curious" about the ultrasound room we were in.) I spent the next 30 minutes waiting AGAIN. Thelma and I texted each other while I was waiting, which passed the time for me, but I had to just pray Mom was okay out in the waiting room with the 2-year-old tornado. All-in-all I was at that appt. from 1 to 3.
By the time we got home, both of my son and I needed a nap. I called my hubby and asked him if he would find a ride home from work because we were both going to be snoozing at 5 when he got off. Being the nice guy he is, he said sure.
(I'm sure there is some humor in here somewhere; I am just still too close to the situation to see it yet. Give me a week or so.)
Anyone else ever had one of those days??? Leave a comment. You know it helps to vent.
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