Last night I went out to dinner with S.I.F. and a few other friends for her birthday. Two of the other girls were also pregnant, one a week ahead of me, one a month behind. I definitely felt like the only one there who was sucking at pregnancy. No one else’s feet looked like mine (reference the picture below if you dare.) This morning S.I.F. posted a picture of us on FB and I looked about how I feel, like a total cow.
We also had a screen at work today for our cholesterol and BMI. The results don’t count, but if you do the screen they give you free money toward your insurance. I knew my numbers would look bad but the free money was worth it. As a measure of my health they took my height, weight and a measurement of my midsection at the belly button… Then my cholesterol results came back, 100 points higher than they normally are.
|Believe it or not they're even grosser in real life...|
Needless to say between my feet, the picture and my cholesterol I was not having a great day.
Blue came to pick me up for my doctor’s appointment and I started crying and couldn’t stop. I literally cried big crocodile tears the whole way there, and was still sobbing waiting for the doc to come in…
I was bottoms off on the table and Blue was in the visitor chair as always. Then he got up and sat in the doc’s roller stool. I figured it was so he could talk to my crying face…
…Then he put on a rubber glove.
By this point I was laughing.
Then he reached back and said “here, let me use the warm gel.”
At this point I was still crying but now the tears were from hysterical laughter. Just as he squirted a glob of goo on his blue glove the
OB and her intern walked in.
She thought it was so funny that she had to go get her iphone to take a picture.
And this is how Blue ended my 45 minute long cry fest.
|A cuter foot, Andre's at 34 weeks from our perinatologist US last week.|
|My 34 week belly (I'm now 35 weeks 1 day)|