Yall. I'm not going to even pretend as if I've been extremely busy. Well, I've been busy, but not to the point where I couldn't blog for the past 2 weeks. I've just been TIRED! My GAWD!
But let's get started because a lot has happened!
As you all know I was planning to have an ultrasound done in my 10th week to accurately date my pregnancy and CHILE.....
Let's start at the beginning of that fiasco.
A friend of mine asked if she could borrow my car. I allowed her to because her children did not have bus service to school and since her car was down she couldn't take them to school. They had already missed a few days and she didn't want them to miss anymore if she could help it. She was planning to get her car fixed by Friday and my appointment was on Friday so it all seemed to be something that would work out. I knew that I didn't have anything planned for the majority of the week and planned to catch the bus. She promised to clean out my car and fill my gas tank so I said cool. By the way she was an old friend. I felt that I could trust her. She also told me that she could pick me up for work and pick me back up from work to drop me off at home. Cool. Let's do this then.
On the first day I got to work on time. She also picked up from work on time. Great!
On the second day she picked me up late. I was agitated, but I knew that I could just make up the time by staying a little later. Not what I wanted to do, but it was doable. That evening she picked me up. I told her that I needed to stop by WalMart to pick up a carpet cleaner because earlier that week my apartment flooded from all of the heavy rain. We went to Walmart, but not before she decided to pick up food from Kroger and drop her son off at her house. Again I was agitated. I wasn't planning on staying out that late to get what I needed to get done. I'm pregnant and tired! I ended up not getting home until about 8pm and didn't finish cleaning my carpets until about 10pm.
She's pissing me off, but you know what? Tomorrow is the LAST day she'll be using my car and I won't have to worry about any of this anymore.
So comes Friday. We already talked the nite before about when I'd be ready to go for work. So Friday morning I text her and told her that I'd be completely ready at 7:50am. No response. I'm thinking "Okay. Maybe she's busy getting herself together." It was about a half an hour before 7:50 anyway so I finished getting myself together. I came back to my phone and there was no message.
Oooookay! Wtf are you doing?
I text her again. "Hey I'm about ready."
No response again!
20 minutes before the start of my shift I had to request an Uber.
This bish really did not get up to pick me up for work in the car that I allowed her to BORROW?? Oh HELL naw!!
Me being my pregnant, emotional self I cried. I also swore to myself that I'd never allow her to borrow my car again and that I'm not talking to her ever again either.
Yall tell me why at 10am in the morning I got a call from her. I looked down at my phone like, "You thought!" And let it go to voicemail.
I then got a text like, "Girl I'm soooo sorry! I overslept! Text me back when you get a chance."
I didn't text her back until a few hours before it was time for me to leave. See, I had my appointment for my ultrasound that day so I was leaving early. When I finally spoke to her I reminded her that I had an ultrasound appointment and needed to be there ON TIME. She said cool and apologized for being late and said she'd be there to get me on time. She also said that she'll come up to the hospital with me and if she needed to get a ride back home because it's taking a really long time then she'd just do that so I'd have the car to take back home. I said okay
I got off of work and she was there. The least she could do, right?
When I got in the car she asked "What time is the appointment again?" I told her and said, "Yeah based on the time I have to be there and where we are now, I'll have enough time to get there on time and not have to rush." She goes, "Oh okay! Well we have enough time for me to go home then! And you can just go up there." At first I thought, "You claim you're my friend. Why wouldn't you just accompany me up there?" Then I thought, "You know what? She's pissed me off enough today. It might be best that she goes home first."
Yall tell me why she went this incredibly long way to get home?? Here I am getting pissed all over again.
Oh and let me add. She said to me when she picked me up from work, "Oh girl. I didn't even get a chance to clean out the car like I said I would." What??? You haven't even worked this week. You had nothing to do. Cleaning the inside of my car was the LEAST you could have done!
Anyway, when we got to her side of town she said, "I was gonna fill up your tank." I didn't have the time, but looking at my gas gauge it was at 1/4. So yeah... She needed to fill my tank. Oh, but she decided to only fill it to 3/4 when my tank was damn near full. Wait.... Then she chose to fill up a gas can which she had no clue how to open and had to go to people at the gas station to ask them to open it. Like are you serious?
I had about 15 minutes to get to my appointment. As we were getting ready to drive off some peddling fool walked up to our car trying to sell stolen bottles of perfume. she actually rolled down the window to allow him to speak. Wtf are you doing?
He asks if I was interested and I told him no and that I'm strapped for time and had somewhere to be. You know, hoping she'd get the hint too. Her ditzy dumb ass still conversed with him.
She finally drove off and it was the time of my appointment.
I was FUMING! And she got out of the car like things were cool.
Here I am fumbling to get my gps on my phone to tell me where to go. I was currently about 8 minutes out from the hospital. Highly pissed.
I made it to the hospital at about 4:40pm and tried to rush to where I was going. Sadly, I had no clue where I was going and spent 10 minutes trying to find it. Once I finally got there the whole section was close. I had to have been the last appointment for the day and I'm 20 minutes late. I was so hurt and upset. I cried on my way back to my car while cursing her and wanting her out of my life forever.
I was able to reschedule my appointment for the week after, but yall.... Tell me if that was messed up. Who treats someone like that who's done something for them? Just completely inconsiderate!
Since that time I've been ignoring all of her calls. I don't want to deal with her therefore I won't.
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Anyway I had my first prenatal appointment. My results came back that my iron was really low so I am now on iron pills. This may explain my lethargy. Don't get me wrong I am still tired, but it's not to the extent as before I began taking my iron pills.
My midwife also suggested that I have genetic counseling due to my daughter's Tourette Syndrome. I may have a genetic test done. I'm not sure yet. I know that with the testing that I was interested in it will also reveal the baby's gender. But again I'm not sure.
Everything else, though, came back just fine.
I did have my ultrasound done approximately a week after my first prenatal appointment.
As you can see no twins. *Wipes brow*
I measured 11 weeks and my new due date is October 2, 2018. Baby is doing just fine. They were just kicking and turning and doing all types of tricks. The tech was able to get a glimpse of their hands. Aww their little fingers were so defined. I knew the baby was sitting where I figured. I could always feel this odd bulge on my right side and sure enough baby was chilling right there.
Towards the end of my 11th week began my bouts of vomiting. It's nearly as bad as any other time ad I only do it once. It's not everyday either, but it creeps up on me. I actually feel relief once I've done it.
I haven't experienced any new symptoms. More acne on my chest though. It looks disgusting!
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I finally told my kids. My middle daughter is excited. My youngest was very surprised. My oldest daughter seemed very unimpressed. Go figure! This is the one who has BEGGED me for a baby brother.
That's about it for right now