Honestly, it's been a really long time since I've had one of "those" days, but I am.
Had a minor altercation on the highway this morning with a jackass in a Mercedes. His fault. Not mine. No damage. Harsh words. More from me than him. Heh. Then Bruno called at just the right moment, while I was trying to calm myself down, to see if I'd safely made it to work yet, and I just started bawling.
I HATE my drive to work while I'm pregnant.
More than anything else, driving is difficult for me. Sure I've got other aches, pains, complaints, etc. but the driving is what really gets to me and causes me physical discomfort/pain. Many days, I get to work, feeling like I've already worked all day, which is not how I'd like to start the day.
Nevermind, when I get home... I am like an old lady. Getting up to go to the bathroom for the millionth time is such a chore.
I don't mean to complain. I'm sorry. I'm not trying to complain. Just kinda letting it out, ya know?
Bruno came & took me out for lunch today to make sure I was OK. He worked a 24 hour shift the other night, and I didn't see him for almost two days because of my work hours, and when he was actually home.
We have a baby class tonight because the weather was too crap & Bruno was working during the class earlier this week, so I rescheduled us. After the day I've had today, I just want to go home, have another cry, a bath, and call it a night.
I feel badly though because we paid for these classes... 4 sessions = $150.00. This is only the second.
Class? Bath? Class? Kleenex? Class? Pamajas? Class? Sleep? Class? Cuddles? Class?