Tuesday, January 31, 2012

It's Just One of Those Days

What kind of day would that be?  Oh, a spill your urine sample on yourself kind of a day.  Yes.  I did that.  Morgan was right, he did marry an oaf.  At least I did it in the bathroom where I could clean myself up in private and there was just enough left in the cup for them to test with.  It's possible the nurse doesn't even know what happened in the bathroom.  Unless she heard my "Mother F!" from the other side of the door.

Things are looking good here at week 35.  I'm still doing good with my weight gain.  Everything looks and sounds normal.  Great news is that I will get a bonus ultrasound at next weeks appointment!  They want to see how big he is getting considering how large he was at 32 weeks.  Gotta make sure he's not so big I can't birth his ass.  But this is super exciting to me as it's another chance to maybe get ultrasound photos since we couldn't get any from the 32 week scan.


  1. Wait wait...he called YOU an oaf? Really.

  2. It's my pet name. But it came about in an incredibly oafish moment on my behalf. Or perhaps 5 incredibly oafish moments. But now it's my nickname. Joy.