Thursday, September 29, 2011

Paparazzi, leaves, and waiting, oh my!

We've been counting down the days for the last two weeks...our first OB appointment was finally here!!!

We left the house this morning at 7:30, but before running out the door, I grabbed the camera and the flip video camera...I wasn't going to miss an opportunity to capture our baby's heartbeat again!

On the way into the city we talked about all things baby...we were two hours early for my neurologist appointment, so we decided to stop at Starbucks. There, we filled out our new patient paperwork. Did I mention how excited we were???

By the time the appointment was finished, it was almost time for lunch. I'd been telling Meg about White Dog's awesome cheeseburgers for quite some time, so it was only fair that we go there. (I'd be lying if I said this wasn't part of the plan all along!!!)

Unfortunately, Meg's stomach started acting up (most likely from the queso from last night's Mexican fiesta!). She was able to enjoy half of the cheeseburger, but still felt unsettled the entire ride home. 

We stopped at my mom's house to use the bathroom and drop off leftovers before heading to our appointment.

As we walked through the door, Meg headed to the check in counter. In the waiting room, sat a young couple, a teenage girl, a mom, and two children (one of which I couldn't identify as a boy or girl)..I'll come back to this in a bit!

The floor was covered with leaves and it seemed as though every patient was waiting to see the same doctor as us! First impressions went downhill from there...

Meg went to use the bathroom. The nurse called the young couple and mom back at the same time (slightly unconventional in my opinion, but what do I know). The teenager left with her mom. So yea, I was left sitting with the two children. 

Here I am minding my own business, watching Rachel Ray dice up some onions, when all of the sudden I hear the shutter sound on their iPod. I ignored it once, but after the second picture my curiosity peaked...the kids were taking pictures of me!!! I'm accustomed to the Justin Bieber comments at school, but pictures in an OB office...really? Since when did the paparazzi start recruiting kids?

When I told Meg that the children took at least 6 pictures of me she couldn't stop laughing. While I too thought it was hilarious, I jumped up the minute the nurse called Meg's name. We were taken back to this tiny room (only 30 minutes after our scheduled appointment time).

The floor had a rust stain that looked like smeared poop. The air smelled of strong chemicals. I couldn't believe we were sitting there. How did we go from the top of the world to this? (I thought to myself). The nurse instructed Meg to put on the gown and get ready for her pap smear. We asked what to expect from the rest of the appointment...there was no mention of hearing the baby's heartbeat. We were beyond disappointed. 

We waited and waited and waited. We heard the rain falling against the window and the thunder booming in the background, but Meg and I weren't at peace. Instead, we couldn't help but think we made the wrong choice. I contemplated walking out, but thought we should at least wait to meet the doctor.

Thirty minutes later, the doctor walked in, shook both of our hands, greeted us with a warm smile and said, "Congratulations." Instantly, all of our fears went away. 

She asked Meg about her medical background and told us that she wanted to try and listen to the heartbeat a little later (We were so excited!!!). She gave Meg a breast exam and a pelvic exam (she said Meg definitely had a baby in her uterus!) She then said Meg was okay not to have a pap smear since she just had one recently. Things were looking up...

We talked about genetic testing. While it's only a blood test and an ultrasound, Meg and I have opted not to pursue it. We agreed that we would never abort our child, so it just makes sense for us not to worry for the rest of the pregnancy about something that may or not actually happen.

Sadly, the doc wasn't able to find a clear heartbeat on the portable doppler thingamajig. She thought she heard something, but said it's still a little early. 

We go back in two weeks, so that she can review the paperwork from RMA (they hadn't received it yet) and we can try again for the heartbeat. After that it's every 4 weeks for a while. 

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Bonus

I came home to an email from our lawyer saying that she saw our blog...I felt so famous!!!

Recap

It's been a while since I last blogged. (I know, I know) I really stink at keeping up with this now that school is back in session.

Truth is, there hasn't been much to tell. Meg had another throw up incident. Apparently dairy is not her friend right now. (Gross!) Moving on...her hives have started to clear up ever since she stopped the (gummy) prenatal vitamins.

She takes oatmeal baths like it's her job (the hives are still pretty bad in spots). The calamine lotion has been cut back, so I regret to inform you that the pink panther (cue the music) is no longer with us. You have no idea how much I am going to miss that smell! Kidding.

A friend asked me today what Meg's "go to" foods have been. It took me a moment to answer...I'm sure the weird cravings are still to come, but her safe foods definitely tend to be cheerios, peanut butter sandwiches, apples, plums, english muffins, and granola bars. She gave up on bananas for a while, but they're now back into action (provided that they're mostly green!)

Did I mention that it takes Meg roughly 14 hours to eat a cracker? Could you imagine if we went out to eat...we would have to order dessert right when we sat down...otherwise the kitchen would close! HA!

Meg has been on a mexican kick lately. She insisted on buying chili con queso, tortilla chips, and guacamole (I haven't seen her try any of it!!). It will be interesting to see how she handles tacos tomorrow night (pizza gives her indigestion!)

In terms of hormones, she was all over the place this past week. Nothing memorable...just snappy and short. BUT, things have mellowed out again, so that's a plus!!!

Alright, enough rambling. I'll leave you with this, our countdown thingamajig says we only have 211 days left!!!

Friday, September 23, 2011

Rough Night

As I get ready to start the last day of what was the longest week ever, I thought I should tell you about last night...

Meg didn't get home until 8:20 last night (which is pretty typical for Thursdays). On the phone, she asked me if I could make her a PB & J sandwich because she forgot to take her prenatal and felt hungry.

So, here we are, we're standing in the kitchen. She takes a bite of her sandwich; swallows it. She then takes a sip of caffeine free coke (helps her swallow the pills) and downs her first prenatal. She goes to swallow the second and spits up in the sink. I told her to go sit down and eat the rest of her sandwich and relax before trying again.

She insisted that she was going to throw up, but I told her to just breathe. She seemed to calm down as we  went upstairs. We were upstairs for less than 3 minutes when all of the sudden she ran to the sink and threw up (GROSS!)

What made it worse though, was she started dry heaving. I felt so bad.

I went out to the store to get Flinstone vitamins because our friend had recommended them for Meg's really bad days. I'm confident that my mom thinks I'm crazy. She told me that Meg would be okay to skip tonight, provided that she takes them tomorrow.

Add that to my list of returns!!!

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Pink Panther

After talking with my mom (she's very wise and frequently self diagnoses using webmd, lol) it dawned on me that Meg switched prenatal vitamins right around the time her hives started.

Originally, Meg was taking organic prenatal vitamins from Whole Foods, but when her morning sickness intensified it became too difficult for her to swallow the pills (they are quite large). In lieu of a gag reflex, we switched to chewable (gummy) prenatals from Target.

Over the weekend Meg and I went to Whole Foods in search of new vitamins. They don't make chewable prenatals, but they do make petite versions of her original vitamins.

The downside is that you have to take three of them (but they're only slightly larger than a tylenol, so it's not that bad).

Anyhow, Meg managed to swallow the new pills last night. Afterwards she took an oatmeal bath and then we covered her hives with calamine lotion (she looked like the pink panther!!!). We had to reapply in some areas before bed, but for the most part, she was comfortable.

Meg woke me up at 1:30 to reapply and then fell back to sleep. She took a shower to rinse off the lotion and then reapplied a new coat. Last I heard, she did well today.

It's still too early to tell whether my theory is correct or not, but I figured I should clue you in regardless...fingers crossed!

Sunday, September 18, 2011

Late Night Run

I'm sound asleep (practically sitting up in fear of breaking out into another coughing fit), when all of the sudden Meg wakes me up saying she's in pain. I shoot out of bed and say, "I'm on it!"

Here I am...It's 1:30am and I'm about to go on my first late night run. I have to admit, I was kind of excited. Meg pleaded with me not to go, but I told her I would be back in 7 minutes. I got her an ice pack and went on my way.

Everything was dark. The streetlights were blinking. There were deer everywhere! The strangest part, though, was how many cars were out.  It was by no means trafficky, but I couldn't help, but wonder what the hell they were all doing. I mean the gas stations in our area close at 9 on the weekends!!!

Anyhow, I pulled up to 7-11 and asked the clerk if he had any calamine lotion. He told me he just sold his last bottle at 10:30. Just my luck...

I asked him if he knew of any other 24 hour places, but he was sending me 20+ minutes away.

I called Meg and told her that I was going to try a different place. I drove 15 minutes to a different town (makes it sound like we live in the boonies...we really don't, lol)

I had to navigate through some drunken teenagers in order to walk through wawa's doors. It was the biggest waste of time. They didn't even have pads (not that I was looking for them...just figured that was a staple a convenience store should carry!)

I got back in the car and decided to try the two 24 hour gas stations. No such luck.

I was half tempted to drive to the 24 hour walmart, but I decided that if I was Meg I would rather have someone home with me.

I couldn't believe I was coming home from my first late night run empty handed. What a failure...

Shortly after I got home, Meg managed to go back to sleep. We woke up early and headed to Whole Foods. There, we bought coconut oil, calamine/aloe lotion, and some poison ivy/rash soap (from burts bees...it burned, so we won't be using that again!)

Meg just took another oatmeal bath and we covered her body in the coconut oil...

Coconut oil is the strangest thing ever...You have to heat the jar under warm water until it becomes a liquid. You can use it to sauté, moisturize your skin...Either way, it gives your body "good fat." Weird, right???

Meg said she feels very oily, but aside from some itchy spots, she feels relieved...at least for now!

Saturday, September 17, 2011

Day from hell (long post)

Yesterday was the first scary moment of the pregnancy...I was on my way home from work. Meg and I arranged to meet at Pep Boys (she needed an oil change and her tires needed to be checked). I called her on the way and she didn't sound right. I asked her what was wrong and she told me she was having a sharp pain. Immediately I started thinking the worst case scenario, but I was trying to stay calm.

I asked her what she had for lunch. When she told me she only ate a bagel, I started thinking that it was the pain that she sometimes gets when she waits too long to eat (amplified by the pregnancy). I told her I had a soft pretzel for her and would see her in a few.

Meg ate the pretzel and the pain decreased. We drove to Meg's parents' house to babysit her niece for the night. There, she ate a slice of pizza, some popcorn, and an organic oreo, but the pain was still there.

She wasn't herself. She looked exhausted and desperately just wanted to sit down.

After we gave Ryleigh a bath I told Meg to go relax on the couch. We watched some house hunters and closed our eyes for a little bit. We left around 9:30 (home by 10) and Meg went right up to bed.

She woke up feeling much better this morning, but extremely gassy from all the food she ate!!! Turns out I was right (sigh of relief!!!) I told Meg that we need to make more of an effort to plan her meals and make sure she's getting enough protein (even if it doesn't sound appetizing)

With Meg back to life, I thought today was going to be a better day. We went to the local farmers market and bought breakfast (and dinner). We sat down to eat our egg sandwich and Meg told me her chest hurt (like palpitations). She's a hot mess! I told her to take a break and so we packed up and headed home.

We only had about 20 minutes before we had to get the dogs ready to go to the vet appointment. Fast forward a little bit...it was the WORST vet appointment in the history of my life.

We usually see a male doctor. He's fantastic and the dogs love him. Naturally, we scheduled an appointment with him. When the office called back a few days letter saying that they had to reschedule unless we wanted to see a different doctor, I agreed to see another doc. BIG MISTAKE.

It was one thing after another. "Your dog (who is healthy, mind you) needs surgery and to be neutered. We need to do a blood test on both dogs or I won't give a prescription for heart worm pills. Oh, and they need this vaccine" (which I found out was optional!).

It was supposed to be easy. It was just a well visit. Here I am flat out telling her that I think she's trying to run up the bill and that I just want them to be checked out and go on my way. BUT, I had to agree to the stupid blood test because I needed the medicine. I tried fighting with her. I really did. I even pulled out the big guns and told her that I know for a fact that one of the treatments for heartworm is the heartworm preventative medicine (thanks Abbey!) but she belittled me and said she was going to note in the chart that I ignored her recommendations.

Ok, so now it's time to give Heineken the shot. (Keep in mind that Heineken, is 11 lbs and has virtually no fat on his body)...He was great (did I mention that it was optional???) but FREAKED out during the "mandatory" blood work. He actually punctured my thumb because he yelped and moved abruptly.

What made it worse, was that the doctor insisted on applying pressure to the area (to help it clot) while Heiny continued to squeal. It was at this point where I rudely stated that we had never done this before. I mean, come on, I would have remembered torturing my dog! She responded by telling me that she wasn't able to draw enough blood. Grr.

Anyhow, we left the room. Meg took the guys outside and I waited to check out. I saw the bill said $164 and I was okay with that, but then all of the sudden, the receptionist told me, "that's going to come to $484!" I almost died..."I'm sorry, what?!"

I started to freak out. I told her I was so disappointed and that I will never bring my dogs back. The office manager calmly asked me to step into her office.

She asked me what happened and I just started to cry. I told her how I felt that the doctor wasn't listening to a damn thing I said and just insisted on running up the bill. She told me that a number of patients have complained about the same type of issues. She then told me not to pay and she would talk it over with the owner. With tears streaming down my face I walked out to meet Meg. The office manager ran out to give me drops for Heineken's ears and told me not to give up on them. She told me I would hear back from her later in the week.

The doctor called on the way home to tell us that Heineken's heart worm test came back negative for heart worm and lyme disease. "That doesn't surprise me," I said. Click (we both hung up).

By the time we got home from the doctors, the dogs were fine. They cuddled up next to Meg while she took a nap. I think I was more traumatized than they were.

Fast forward a few hours...

Meg and I ran out to Target in search of Lotion and oatmeal bath. Her hives are out of control! They are all over her legs, arms, and stomach (I'm going to take a picture tomorrow).

I feel so bad. She's really uncomfortable and there is nothing I can do. She picked out a cooling lotion and I grabbed the oatmeal bath.

We then went to pick up her car (we left it at pep boys) Turns out she had a nail in her rear tire which needed to be plugged and a large hole in the front tire that required a new tire...and you thought I was kidding when I said it was the day from hell!

I told Meg to drive home while I waited for the car. By the time I got back she was dying to put on her lotion. I don't know what made her realize it, but she noticed that the lotion said medicated.

The label said it was steroid free, but when I looked up the active ingredient online it said to consult a doctor if you are pregnant, think that you are pregnant, or are breastfeeding. I freaked out and told Meg she needed to wipe it off! She decided to jump into an oatmeal bath. It seemed to help (temporarily).

We went to my parents' house for dinner and to play a game. It was the highlight of the day. Meg did great. She ate chicken, bread, a roasted potato and some bbq sauce.

As the night went on, she started getting itchy again. I grabbed her an ice pack and that seemed to help. Clearly, it didn't affect her game play. She kicked our ass at Mexican Train dominos! (dad says it's because she has two brains!) lol

Oh, get this...if you read the post about the kitten under Meg's car and the crazy cat lady that lives next door, then you won't be surprised to learn that crazy carol leaves cat food outside for the strays...When Meg and I pulled up to our house tonight I saw something move out of the corner of my eye. It looked too big to be a cat, so I told Meg to just sit tight for a second. Sure enough, out walks an opossum. I wish I had my camera because they are the most disgusting looking creatures. I didn't realize how big they were!!! Sidenote, Meg thinks they look like the creatures from the forest in the Princess Bride. lol

Now that I successfully wasted more than 15 minutes of your life, I will leave you with this...tomorrow we will go in search of a different lotion (one without medication). If all else fails, it appears as though calamine lotion is safe to use during pregnancy. Who knew?!?!?

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

The time has come.

Before I get into the details of today's doctors appointment, I have to tell you that I am two seconds away from going postal...Meg is watching this horrendous movie (Something's gotta give) and Diane Lane won't stop crying. It's unbearable. I'm not even watching it, but I want to gouge my eyes out (and I guess, chop my ears off??)

Ugh! Anyway, today's appointment was great:

Our favorite nurse, Tiffany, came back from maternity leave. She was so excited to find out Meg is preggers. Meg was ecstatic because Tiffany doesn't inflict pain when she draws blood! Sidenote, Tiffany showed us a book she made through a website called shutterfly...it documented the baby's first few months. It was adorable!!

By the time we finished flipping through the book, the doc came in with his resident intern (we've seen three different interns...all women). He examined Meg. It was amazing how much the baby has grown. This is a picture from 2 weeks ago...(sorry it took so long)















Here is today's picture...
















If you look closely, you can see the little leg and arm stumps. Doc said this is the point where the baby starts to look like a teddy graham!!! Oh, we also saw the start of the umbilical cord.

The best part was when we were able to hear the baby's heartbeat...it was working hard...176 beats per minute (right where it should be). I could have sat there all day...it's breathtaking.

After the intern practiced giving Meg an ultrasound, the doctor gave us a hug and said he would see us next week. We were all excited, but the nurse called with Meg's blood results this afternoon and said that we have graduated. Technically we could go back one more time, but the time has come.

If you think about it, Tiffany was there in the very beginning, left to have her baby, and came back just in time for our last visit. We've officially come full circle.

It's kind of bittersweet. We're excited to meet our OB, but at the same time, we're really going to miss seeing our Doctor and the staff at RMA.

Monday, September 12, 2011

LONNNNNG Day!

Today was a lonnng day...I woke up an hour before my alarm and had a hard time falling back to sleep.

Meg called me around 7 (right before she was about to leave) to tell me that two stray kittens were hiding under her car...

Long story short, our neighbor is a crazy cat lady! She gets a thrill out of feeding stray cats despite the fact that they procreate exponentially. It's a real problem.

Don't get me wrong, I love kittens. In fact, it wasn't that long ago that Meg and I were trying to catch them in pillow cases and send them to good homes (we rescued several of them!)

Anyhow, "mommy cat" had a litter of 3 kittens. They're still very young, but old enough to wonder and evidently climb under Meg's car.

Meg managed to scare the one away, but couldn't find the second kitten. She swore that it was underneath her car, so she got down on her hands and knees to search. She honked the horn, stomped around the car...nothing. She turned the car on...still nothing.

It wasn't until she drove a few miles that she saw the kitten roll out from under her car in her rearview mirror. She didn't hit it, but she was hysterical. I couldn't even make out what she was saying.

Fast forward a few hours...we drove by the area where the kitten rolled out and saw no evidence of "foul play." We're hoping that it rolled off into the woods (after it got over the initial shock) or someone saw it and picked him/her up)

Either way, Meg is ok and her car wasn't impacted.

On a happier note, my childhood friend just stopped over to give Meg and I a bunch of pregnancy/parenting magazines, outfits, a book about pregnancy, and a baby due date countdown. (Thanks so much, Mariss!!!)

The baby due date countdown thingamajig is the coolest thing I have ever seen. I programmed today's date and the baby's due date (April 25th) and it's counting down the seconds...only 225 days left!

Can't wait to see the little teddy graham tomorrow!

Saturday, September 10, 2011

The Debate

Hi everyone... Megan here. This is my first appearance on my wife's blog and I feel like it's a good one. We need all of you to settle a little debate we have going right now, so please... feel free to comment!

Anyway, Jen and I have both been a little stressed this week. With back to school, classes, and my looming morning sickness (that lasts all day) we both are tired. Today though, we were both on each other's nerves. I told Jen she was hormonal, and she told me likewise. We kinda cooled down and were relaxing when Jen started texting a friend of ours ( don't worry, I'm not mad at you!) She texted for a few minutes and then stopped. An hour later, I saw on her phone that she had a text message, so I told her.

I am usually really good about not checking her phone, but Jen said I could check it... BIG mistake. I looked at the text and got the second one first, which made no sense so I had to go back, and read Jen's old texts she sent the friend because she didn't even understand her own texts... ok... so I read it and it said: "Meg is ok. nauseous and hormonal though she swears its all my fault" ( btw that is a direct quote... I am not kidding here!)

I was like... what is this!!! How could you write this!!! It was not all my fault!!! She told me she didn't mean it that way. What other way could you mean it?!

So, what do you think? Should I be slightly upset about what my wife just wrote to our friend?? I am really not super mad.. just teasing her about what she said. I obviously have to be lighthearted about all this stuff.. she posts about my mishaps everyday:)

 I just thought I should poll the audience and see what everyone thought!!

Thanks for listening!

Back to School

It's been a while since I last posted. This week was our first week back to school, so things were a little hectic.

But, I'm happy to report that Meg enjoyed her first week of student teaching. The mornings are definitely difficult for her. She feels nauseous and has trouble deciding what to wear (because she feels fat...which she's not!!) She just told me she has a "pregnancy belly that's not pregnancy related. It's just fat." *sigh* Women.

She's rocking the sea bands before school, during lunch, and after school, but they're not as effective as she once thought.  She doesn't want to wear them in front of the students. She thinks it's bad enough that she has to eat constantly in front of them...Maybe she will change her mind when she starts wearing long sleeves! Then again, by the time the weather gets cooler she should be feeling better!!!

She's only 7.5 weeks right now, so it's hard to believe that by the time she finishes student teaching she will be around 5 months pregnant!!!

In other news, after a long hiatus from red meat, Meg has succumbed to her body's desires. I think I mentioned that she ate a cheesesteak not so long ago. Well, last night she tried a bite of a cheeseburger, but said it tasted weird. I gave her my turkey burger instead. She enjoyed it!

What's weird is that Meg spends a lot of time watching the food network. I have no idea what her body feels like, but when I'm nauseous the last thing I want to do is look at food.

Hmm...what else do I have to tell you?? Oh, I remember! Last night Meg could barely get down her prenatal vitamin. She was plagued by a horrible gag reflex. She actually spit up water all over the floor in whole foods. I thought she was going to throw up, but she managed to calm herself down. When we got home, she wasted 2 more vitamins, one of which she tried cutting in half. She finally got the 4th one down.

She has weird white spots developing on her legs and a few hive like bumps on her arms. I don't know what that's about. I told her she is probably allergic to apples...she eats them for breakfast, snack, and throughout the night..I was only half serious.

All in all, she's doing well. We go back to the doctor on Tuesday. I can't wait to see our munchkin. Our weekly email said that the baby has doubled in size and is now the size of a blueberry!!!

As for me, my class (while extremely large) is great. It's going to be a good year.

I promise I'll try to post more often...just need to get back into the swing of things. I definitely need to get to my mom's house to scan our last ultrasound picture...I'm soooo late!

Monday, September 5, 2011

gimmicks

Today I bought Meg preggie pops. They're like sour lifesavers for pregnant women. She only ate a few, but said they helped. At this point, I would buy into any gimmick if it made her feel better! (The fact that they only cost $4.00 was an added bonus)

Bad news, preggie pops are only a short term fix (still worth trying). Good news, we stopped at Rite Aid and picked up Sea bands (apparently they work for sea sickness, motion sickness, and morning sickness) Who knew?

Oh, and they look really cool too!!! lol, Meg looks like she is sweating to the 80's. I'm not even kidding. They're slightly smaller than sweat bands, but have a white dot on the inside of your wrist.

She got over the appearance factor quickly because she actually felt like herself. She folded the wash, emptied the dishwasher, and even managed to eat half a beef cheesesteak (She hasn't eaten red meat in over 9 months, so this was huge!)

Sea bands might just be the ticket to surviving the remainder of the first trimester. Stay tuned...

Home Sweet Home

I wanted to post this last night, but by the time we got home I was absolutely exhausted...Meg and I spent the weekend in Long Beach Island, NJ. It was great! The waves were crazy rough! We spent time with 6 of our friends and my parents and grandparents. It was the perfect way to end the summer.

We decided to come home yesterday (Sunday) so that we would have Monday to relax and get some work done before starting school. We left around 11 o'clock and made it home before 1. Meg and I were so excited to have the whole day together.

I made us some leftover pasta for lunch and we sat down to catch up on Big Brother. I decided to take out my laptop and get some work stuff done (I'm awesome at multitasking, lol, not really, but I try!). I noticed the battery was low, so I got up to get the charger. I searched through my bag. It wasn't there. Naturally, I started to panic. "Meg, did you grab my charger?" "No, why?"

I couldn't believe it. Meg reminded everyone 3 times to grab their chargers (our friend forgot her cell phone charger this time last year) but I never once thought to check to see if I had my laptop charger.

Needless to say, we got back in the car and drove 2 hours in both directions. Meg gets car sick normally, but "morning sickness" makes it much worse. I told her she didn't have to come with me, but she refused to listen.

We had a nice time talking, but it was rough. I've never been happier to be home! (If only I could have clicked my heals three times instead of driving a bazillion miles!)

Friday, September 2, 2011

Heartbeat

Today's appointment began the same as any other, but will forever leave a lasting impression on my mind (and my heart)...

Meg and I were able to see and hear our baby's heartbeat for the first time today. It was absolutely amazing. I wish I had brought our flipcam because words can't even describe it!!! His/her heart was beating 122 beats per minute.

The doctor said it's a "perfect" healthy pregnancy!

Our next appointment is September 13th.

Thursday, September 1, 2011

Thursday...ugh

I think it's safe to say that Thursdays are already my least favorite day of the week...When I looked at my new schedule for the fall semester I realized that I have no prep on Thursday afternoons (meaning I will have my kids from 12-3) UGH! I really shouldn't complain though because poor Megan will have to student teach all day and then sit through a 2.5 hour senior seminar. She didn't get home until 8:15 tonight! 

While she was at class I was able to make copies for school, clean the litter box, vacuum, wash the dishes, feed the animals, write a paper for grad school, and enjoy a bowl of organic lucky charms. It's sad to say that the cereal was the highlight of my day. 

Meg is really exhausted and is feeling nauseous. I'm going to go spend some time with her before she falls asleep. Be back in 10 minutes (just kidding).

Can't wait for tomorrow's appointment...