Mamacita - Just curious why your midwife wanted you to do those? I may have missed some thing, sorry... I don't think my midwife wanted me to do any certain tests last pregnancy, but I think she wanted my blood drawn and tested so I really should do that again.
I've exercised twice in the last three days. Whoohoo for me. I am so out of shape. I'm trying to do something cause happy bunny is running out of happy. :(
I've been a crying mess the last couple nights.
This is going to sound petty, but I'll share. DDC always has room for stories with pettiness in them, right? We're allowed.
DH works in a place where he deals with the public and the styles are not exactly modest (two inch seams in shorts are ridiculous. Seriously.) and so he does a really good job of *not* looking because he doesn't want to be a pig or objectify women, you know? Plus, out of respect for me and commandments etc...
Anyways, they hired this 19 year old gal and he's been training her and alls well, but any time a girl comes in that is not dressed she'll point it out and ask his opinion.
He says "I don't pay attention to that stuff, and I try not to look" but she doesn't seem to get it.
Some woman showed up yesterday wearing a see through shirt with no bra and she's all grilling him on if he saw boob or not. The boss heard her and the boss told her "He is not like that and does not make comments or try to look" so I wonder if she'll do it again.
Anyways, seriously - the girl is ticking me off. I don't know *why* you would think its appropriate to even have these conversations with a much older married man.
I would think it was just her being young and tactless or perhaps a cultural issue, but I have tried to be kind to her when I have went in and all she does is *stare* at me. Like, seriously. Out of the corner of my eye he and I will be talking and she will be staring at me. Its weird.
I told DH "I know they make them this big in __her country___" as a joke about my size, but he didn't appreciate that too much. LOL
So last night DH was just sharing about the struggles of trying to *not* be a pig (because we are open and honest about things like that) and I just became a blubbering mess. Just been feeling so ugly lately and like all I do is cook and clean and a few spiritual struggles (sorry, but that's my IRL..Respect you if you don't believe etc) and just was up until 4 am crying off and on.
I just want to get moved to our farm where I have help with kids, and friends and family close by. I love the area, but the people...not so much.
Soooo to keep from falling in to a deep pit of depression..I worked out today. I cleaned house, cooked, bathed the kids, taught their lessons and did 15 minutes of zumba, 1 mile of Leslie Sansone, and 25 minutes of prenatal yoga. I feel thats a pretty good balance, and took only about 1 hour.
Definitely going to remember my b complex cause I quit taking it for 2 weeks and that helps me so much..
Now I'm going to hit the shower and hit the store before every thing closes.
Anyone else freaked out this week?