- Day 1
My husband and I went to visit his mother this afternoon. She had surgery a month ago and just came home from the hospital last week. While we were visiting Suzette (his mom) I got my first unwanted pregnancy comment. After reading a magazine article a few weeks ago about receiving unwanted opinions and advice I thought I was prepared for it. I was wrong.
A lady stopped in to see how Suzette was doing and to drop off her pay check. Suzette and her (can't remember her name) started chit chatting about whatever, and I went to the other room to answer a call from my mom. As I hung up the phone the lady was headed out the door but stopped when she saw me. She turned around and said, "You must be carrying twins. You are so much bigger than my niece. And she is due in December!"
After the lady said this I froze for a second. During this second I was thinking, "What the heck? Do I look like a whale to you or something? By the time I'm due are people going to be running away from me yelling 'Run! It's Rene! She's going to crush you!' or something?"
After the second of harsh comments in my head I smiled a the lady and laughed like she had just said the best joke ever. Oh well. What else can a pregnant lady do?
- Day 2
The repair men, six of them, showed up yesterday and started working immediately at various activities. They even bunked down in a spare apartment that happens to be located almost next to me. I had the wonderful joy of listening to them talk and joke until midnight last night. They are even louder than my actual neighbors! Thank God they are quiet tonight.
But anyways, my mom told me that one of the men would be coming around today to take out our disposals (she lives in the complex too). He did in fact take hers and five other disposals out today that I noticed. I watched the repair man in question all day as he went about his work, wishing that he would just get mine so I could get my groceries. The guy could have got in with the master key, but who wants a stranger in their home tearing things apart? Besides, I don't think my cat would have gave him a warm welcome if he did come in while I was gone. Salem is very protective of his humans.
But, I guess my waiting to switch over to tomorrow. Hopefully he gets here early, not to early, so I can go to my doctors appointment and to my first Wednesday night class.
- Day 3
- Day 4
Tiny is a chocolate tea cup poodle, about the size of two 1 month old kittens. She is very hyper, and is six years old. Every time Andrew and I go out to visit she jumps up and down frantically, and wags her tail so hard her whole body shakes. She is such an amazing sight.
All I did out at my gram's today was lay on her couch with Tiny on my chest. We laid there, took a nap, and watched some T.V. Over all the visit was like a normal day at home. My gram didn't mind. She got to play yahtzee with my mom for a few hours.
- Day 5
- Day 6

1 comment:
Laughing over here, and it's hard to get me laughing this early in the day. "Run!"
Someday, you get to be the old experienced hand making unwanted comments to the whippersnappers! You think you won't--you will!
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