Oh, Baby

Oh, Baby.  I am sorry that it's always so wretched right before one of you are born!  It gets harder and harder, right?  I look back on when I was pregnant with Anthony and I just - I can't believe all the time I had, I exercised every day and if I was tired after work, I just went to bed!

It's hot as hell here, still.  I knew this summer would last forever and here's my prediction about October - it will be freezing and snowy and I won't be able to leave the house for MONTHS.  We'll see.

I had a bad doctor's appointment this week.  In fact, it was so bad that I didn't even see the doctor.  It was the same JERKSTORE that was at the hospital when I had to go last week and I didn't see him then, either.  I hate to think that all OB's that are male are jerks but so far I am at almost 100 percent.  What are you doing being an OB, anyway, I think, you FREAK?  You want a vagina of your own?  TOO BAD!  I'm still mad, I guess.  But I had a 10:00 appointment and at 10:15, when I asked how it was all looking, when hundreds of women had gone in in front of me and there was no one left in the waiting room that was there when I got there, the nurses' assistant told me that he was doing an annual, then had ONE more appointment and then me.

I love my doctor but I am not going back to that practice.  I might not even go back before I have the baby.  I am sick of being treated like this, it kills me.  And then sometimes I think, well, aren't you special?  Who are you to not have to wait an hour for the doctor, like everyone else in the world?  But here's the thing - I never have to wait for my doctor, just the times that I am seeing everyone else in the practice.  Which is GOOD FOR THEM but not GOOD FOR ME.  So who cares who I think I am.  I think I am not doing it anymore . There has to be some benefits to being an old crazy mother and this is one of them, I can go around storming through the office when they make me wait and people will just think, oh, she's super old and crazy!  It's okay!

Anyways.  The baby moves a lot, I am over my stomach flu but now I have a cold.  I also, as of today, have done something to my tooth. I had a BLT for lunch today - ooh it makes me mad, I don't even LIKE bacon but it just sounded good, so I got one.  Anyways I bit down on a piece of bacon and hurt myself.  I am taking Tylenol and before I *lay my face down on my heating pad* in case it was swelling and it's somewhat better.  I am just praying that I don't have to go to the dentist.  I don't have time.

Aaaaand now Anthony is screaming and yelling so I'm going to go and check on him.  p.s. there is no way I can do this.