I had my 32 week check-up yesterday!
Ya, that's me... the one there.
No no... not that one, the one on the left.
Don't feel bad, I too was momentarily confused as to which one was me. Then I remembered that I hadn't been swimming recently. Good thing too or I may have never figured it out!
I even took all the kids with me to the doctor appointment.
When I walked in to the office, I was greeted by name. Surprised, I jokingly inquired if I was just next on the list or if I just had a very recognizable face.
The receptionist gave me a big smile and said, "Oh... you just have a very recognizable face."
Then I remembered I had been in several times during my facial Quasimodo transformation.
I don't think I'd be able to forget something like that either.
Anyway, only one person, the nurse checking my blood pressure and jotting down how many tons I weigh now, asked if all the kids were mine.
Another nurse commented on how very well behaved they were.
I glanced behind me to see who she was talking too.
Oh... who my kids? Gosh, thanks!
*Hmmm, note to self, NEVER tell the nurse that your kids kept playing with the nasty used "medical instruments only" container, and that all the pretzel crumbs under the chair are from them.*
But I did something this time around that I NEVER do. Like... ever.
I did NOT watch the numbers on the scale to see how much I weigh. 'Cause, believe it or not, I like to know.
This time, I just stared lovingly down at my awesome rockstar toes.
They make me happy. The scale does not.
And no cracks about my long toes allowed.
So special thanks to my awesome friend Gina and all her hobbies for deciding to learn how to do rockstar glitter toes at home.
Because they saved me in a moment of crisis. And that's what friends are for.
So if you're feeling down, you should have her glitter your toes too. It will make you happy.
I'm thinkin' I'll need her to do them again right before I deliver. 'Cause goodness knows the last thing the poor doctor needs to be dealing with come delivery are ugly toenails.
He has far worse things to worry about.
I just know he'll appreciate my thoughtfulness on his behalf.