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Posted by kendratheadverb | Category:Baby Girl, Lovey Loverpants, On Being Someone's Mama
Yesterday, I was:
- Face down on a massage table, propped up by a belly pillow, while Jose made like Patrick-Swayze-with-clay on my back.
- Feeling zen-like in a relaxation room, wearing a terrycloth robe, eating dried apricots and sipping chamomile tea.
- Pleased to be the only one in the pool at the Intercontinental Spa.
- Feeling guilt-free taking a long, hot shower, and using all and sundry toiletry items.
- Gleefully riding the train unaccompanied by a goldfish cracker chomping toddler.
Today I am:
- Irrationally close to tears at my inability to find my car keys anywhere.
- Irrationally close to having a heart attack when my kid falls and splits lip at music class.
- Plagued by diarrhea just as I was closing in on the cashier at the supermarket, with a cart full of frozen items, natch.
- Projectile vomiting up my lunch which included folic acid and iron pills I know FetusBaby needs but which he/she will not receive until tomorrow.
And that is as much as I know about tomorrow.
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