Friends
You guys are all such good friends to be sending me morning sickness remedies. Heather, I got your e-mail just now. I have been away from the computer almost all day.
Good news! I didn’t puke today! The doctors want to wait until my appointment next week to prescribe me anything. Bah. But maybe, just maybe, this is over *knock on wood*. I even felt hungry today, something that hasn’t happened in weeks. I went grocery shopping because we had nothing at all in the house. Definitely not our norm!
Ellen asked about my dad, so I might as well tell you all about it. He is still in the hospital, but might be released tomorrow or Saturday. My mom asked the doctor if I needed to get a ticket and come out there, but he said no. He seemed a little confused by the question, so maybe that’s a good sign. My mom is still pretty worried though and just informed me that I’m going to be the executor of her will and gave me complete instructions on what to do. Hopefully I won’t need those instructions for many, many years.
Anyway, my dad will be “ok,” though I doubt “ok” is really the state that he’ll be as long as he avoids liquids and doesn’t drink a lot of alcohol. Ha! He’s already asking my mom to make sure the beer cooler is stocked. She says she won’t do it, but we’ll see what happens. I’d be surprised if he lives out another 12 months. I think Erik and I will go back in January for a week.
His blood pressure is still really low and he is still pretty swollen, so I don’t know what it all means. We really have no idea what’s going on.
In better news, my friend is having her baby right now! She’s only two days over due, but the last time I talked to her she thought she wouldn’t have the baby till Christmas. She was pretty frustrated. I’m just glad her water finally broke! It’s all my doing, of course. We were supposed to watch her son while she had her home birth, but I had a moms night out thing tonight. I jokingly told Mike he would probably have to go get Irish Lad while I was gone. I checked my e-mail three minutes later and there it was–her water broke and she was in active labor.
Her sister and her friend are visiting, so they didn’t think they would need to send Irish Lad to us. I think Mike was relieved because I went to my thing anyway. Naughty me! I really want to call over to my friend’s place (she’s planning a home birth) and see what’s going on, but they probably have enough going on.
Anyway, our moms night out was at one of those paint your own pottery places and t was not fun at all. I’m probably just paranoid, but it felt like the owner of the studio didn’t like me. There were only two tables of women, us and another group. She started telling the other two ladies in my group what to do, so I came over to listen and it felt like she was giving me dirty looks. At one point she asked if she could help me, and I told her I was just listening to instructions.
We got our stuff and our paint and started looking around for brushes. Finally I went to the other table and just took a couple of brushes. Suddenly the owner was there, asking me where I got the brushes.
“I took them from over there. Was that wrong?”
“I really would have PREFERRED it if you would have waited for me.”
What the hell? We waited and waited. You had two groups. We just wanted to paint! Definitely won’t be going there again.
We were there pretty late and our cars were parked in the back alley. The place is out in a little country town, but there were four police cars right at the curb, talking to some guys. Susie and I really needed to leave, but Jessie was no where near done. Susie was really concerned about our safety, so asked the owner if she would make sure Jessie made it to her car safely. The owner became totally belligerent and started telling us that we were in a totally safe town and nothing ever happened there. The police are more likely to be called out for a cow in middle of the road than a violent crime.
Hello! There were four police right outside the store questioning someone! I’m sure that was unusual, but I think most women would like to have someone make sure they got down a dark back parking lot safely.
Ohhhh! Big news! The baby is here! She came so fast the midwives didn’t make it to the birth.