In an effort to steer Karma in a different direction, (hopefully toward Mease Hospital) I will point out 2 positive events for the day.
1) That 24 pound mark still holds. No, I'm not kidding. Last week I was up to 25, but yesterday I lost a pound. I can only attribute it to the unwitting ab crunches I do every 12 minutes (now down to 6 since I refuse to take any more meds). Not that my waistline shows the effort--that's more obscene than ever--but at least the scale does.
2) Today is the last day of school before a perfectly timed spring break. We all need it. The boys need to be home knocking down all of my nesting efforts, and Amy needs her brothers' attention. They need to be swimming and coloring eggs and sleeping in. On Friday, we will be besieged by family coming for Oscar Easter, and that's a good thing, too.
Let's hope I can give them something to do while they're here...
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Okay, girl. It is really anal to be weighing yourself while you are in labor. Okay? You are allowed to be, supposed to be, fat right now. Okay? No more weighing yourself in labor. There is something very sad about that. What have they done to us?
Hell no! I don't ever weigh myself, pregnant or not! No, my doc tells me everytime I go in as the only bright spot left in this crazy pregnancy. He's got this thing about low weight gain...I don't, but he does.
Seriously, my scale is the least of my neuroses. :)
No school, no lunches, no schedules, with company in town - a perfect time for you to take a "vacation!" To the hospital of course - a few nights off - away from it all! You go girl!
Amen sister! I bet you are even more ready for this break from school me...Let's hope by the end of it we can toast with some adult beverages.
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