Monday, April 12, 2010

5 Days - It's cool to pee pants!


I'm not saying I'm peeing my pants. I still haven't had that whole sneezing then weeing issue this pregnancy. What I am saying though is that this baby has dropped so low and is torturing my bladder and that maybe just maybe I'm changing my underwear more often the last couple days. Now that we've gotten the gross part over with, let's continue with my list of complaints for today.

Last night I took the most uncomfortable bubble bath ever. Bubble baths have been my saving grace, my happy haven, my little Utopia if you will during this pregnancy. Just me, some warm water, a ton of bubbles, and a sleazy romance novel. Well, baby decided to do that thing where she tries to shove her head out of me and my bath became anything but relaxing. Did I get out? No. She wasn't ruining MY bath! But it really hurt and made me unhappy. Just get out if you want out but stop screwing with my bath time kid!!

I took a long nap yesterday after I had woken up, downed two cups of coffee, did some school work, and was falling asleep at my computer desk after only being up for three hours. Napping is awesome. Today I really want to do the same thing but I have to go get girl child from school and pay attention to her a bit.

Things are continuing to get uncomfortable and fun. Driving in the car sucks. Baby does not appreciate being smooshed in my belly and it's almost torture to drive around. Luckily I shouldn't have to do it for much longer. But the drive to school and back was miserable. Driving Hannah to school at 7am sucks too especially because she never seems to have her crap together even though she gets almost an hour to basically just eat, get dressed, and try to make her hair not look like a homeless persons hair. Which it does every day. So then she pouts and frustrates me. I'm THIS close to hacking it all off, but I can't have her looking silly. But I'd really love to teach her a lesson. Grrrrr.

How else has my day sucked...hmmm...I killed my first squirrel on my way to class. Having made it to my age in Flordia, the state of suicidal squirrels, I should be proud I haven't killed more. But it's just not something anyone wants to do and now I have to drive past its little lifeless body in the road. *Sniffle*

I went to the school office to try and get registered for classes since I can't seem to do it online and the soonest appointment they had was for Thursday. I'm like...I may not MAKE it to Thursday and I'd really like to get registered. Well that's the soonest we have they say. Can they not SEE that I have a VALID reason for wanting to get this squared away?!?!? I hope my water breaks in the stupid counselors office on Thursday. I'll just sit in her office chair and squish it around and glare at her.

Then I had my math test. Somehow all the knowledge in my brain has been sucked out. I've been doing great at this class. Like high A grade great. I could not remember anything from my homework. I could not remember what the teacher reviewed with us minutes before taking the test. I drew many question marks for answers. And I really could care less. It's dummy math and I just need a C, so I'm in no danger of failing. But it frustrates me that my mind has shut down. This after I waddled an insane distance just to GET to the stupid class since there were absolutely NO close parking spaces. Hubbie says I should be doing more walking, like to fetch him coffee and stuff...lol, but I would love to see him to try and walk with someone's head in between his legs. Wait...he'd probably like that. What I mean is, it hurts! And now this blog has turned into a soft porn story. Lovely.

That's all the whining I have for today. Tune in tomorrow for another exciting day of waiting for baby.

1 comment:

  1. I'm really looking forward to the "due date plus ONE" blog!

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