Today's math lesson:
Faulty water bottle on bedside table with a lid that doesn't actually screw on tight
sprawling around in the night because pregnant lady has to turn over every 13 minutes or her giant hip gets a cramp
knocking over 16 ounces of ice water at 2:00 in the morning all over my pillow, slippers, bed, and alllll the way underneath the bed where I can't possibly reach it.
(combined this with the most exhausted person in the world, and the result is a lot of tears in the middle of the night).
I'm glad I have a patient husband who doesn't make fun of me when I cry over spilled ice water.
I have to say I am starting to reach that point in pregnancy I keep reading and hearing about, where you start to revert back to the beginning stages of feeling so tired all you want to do is sleep all day. I still feel great physically, no sickness or pain, but I'm starting to get SO TIRED again. I was sick last weekend, so I stayed home from work on Monday, went in late on Tuesday, and guess what...I'm home again today. I am up long enough to eat some breakfast (at noon?), and let it settle, then I'm going back to bed. Lets just hope its a rough week, since I still have about 2 more months left at work and I hate calling in to say I can't come. Side note...everyone I work with is amazing. They are so supportive and never make me feel guilty for not being there...I just hate having a responsibility and feeling like I can't do it. I need to get over it. Ben is so encouraging too. He always encourages me to take care of myself and listen to my body when I need to rest. I'm a blessed lady.
Anyway, all that to say, my update on week 28 of pregnancy is that I am bloated from drinking a large bottle of glucola at the doctor on Monday, and I am a tired girl. I am sitting on the couch staring at the computer like a zombie (i think I look like a zombie too), thinking about crawling back in bed. Its gonna happen any minute, folks.
But before I fall asleep...
What makes you uniquely you?
I don't really know how to answer this, I feel like there are a million things put together that make me unique. Here are some to give you an idea.
I have never had a nose bleed
When I was a kid, I wanted to be a pioneer really bad until I found out that in order to grow a garden you had to pull weeds every day.
My dad was a pastor all growing up.
My family is from the South (Tennessee).
I don't like Easter decorations.
My favorite food is mushrooms.
My other favorite food is chocolate.
I don't like chocolate and mushrooms together, but that's not unique because nobody would like that unless they are a nut.
I change my mind 147 times a day.
When I go to a restaurant, I really need to look at the menu BEFORE I sit down so that I don't get overwhelmed with the decision making process of ordering under pressure.
I hate math but I like numbers.
I love art but not when someone tells me I need to do it a certain way.
I hate cats
I would rather change a poopy diaper than wash a stranger's dirty dishes.
I really like shopping by myself instead of with other people.
One time I met Hilary Duff in the airport, and she said "what's up, yo?"
When I walk in the house, I leave a piece of whatever I'm carrying in every room I walk in, and none of them are the correct place for that item.
I wore the same toe ring for 6 years without taking it off. I took it off 6 months ago and my toe still has an indent.
I got engaged in New York City.
There are a few things about me. All random, nothing too deep. I am a little bit sleepy for that! If you're still reading, I commend you! Hope you all have a delightful Thursday.