Has it really been a month since I blogged? I did that at work today too. Was looking up when I last worked on something. I’d have sworn it was 2 weeks ago. Instead, it was a month ago. What the heck?
I will plead vacation and pregnancy brain. Lemme ‘splain.
Vacation: Hubby, my parents, and I went to Walt Disney World last week. I love Disney. But I don’t like driving there. 17hrs. Oh the joy. And I slightly under-estimated my abilty to handle the heat when 7 months pregnant. I managed though. Had lots of fun, at lots of bad-for-me food, spent lots ot money…etc. Came home to a house full of felines and a pug happy to see us.
Pregnancy Brain: I’ve heard tell of it’s existence. To date, my only run-in with it turned out to be more mumbling receptionists versus my hearing impairment, rather than an actual brain problem. So really, I’ve been doing ok. That is, until I apparently lost time by forgetting to blog…forgetting to work on stuff…and, um, forgetting my anniversary last week. No really, I didn’t FORGET the anniversary. I knew darn well when it was. I planned our vacation for it, and made sure we had a nice dinner scheduled for just the two of us. So I didn’t FORGET. What I FORGOT, was to get hubby a card. And I didn’t remember until he presented me with his card, that he had picked out, carefully packed away in his camera equipment, and toted down to Disney, just for me.
Yeah…I’m a heal.
This is probably why every time I say “the baby is kicking me” he answers “Good…you deserve it.”
Um…yeah.
