Wednesday, May 14, 2008

So P is in Atlanta again. It's cold and dreary and I have had a two day mild headache. It waxes and wanes, but never quite goes away. I'm not puffy or anything because then I would call the doctor. Lately I'm feeling quite worn out and my legs feel heavy, as if it is taking me great effort to move them. I'm still at the gym two days per week and walking another four days, but it certainly an effort. Sometimes I burst into tears because I'm just so fatigued and have been feeling emotionally a bit sad. I found out I am once again anemic and my iron level is no better than before I was pregnant. The doctor didn't want to change anything though. He said the baby is getting what it needs. What about me? I'd like to function :) We'll see how it goes.

My shower is the weekend of Labor Day. I'm quite concerned about it to be honest. My mother wanted me to stop at Sam's Club on the way up and pick up a meat tray, cheese tray, veggie tray and fruit tray and the cake which I would have to call and order beforehand (and cannot eat). She said of course she would pay me for it all, but that is not the point. The point is that I didn't really want a shower and I don't want to have to do anything for my shower. Period. There is already going to be the majority of food that I cannot eat (well you can visit then she says), and no one is going out of their way to make a special dessert or anything that I can eat (without GLuten). Maybe I'm being pissy because I'm pregnant, but I don't want to drive to the Sam's in Saginaw (it really isn't on the way home), walk to the back of the store, push a cart, lug all this big stuff in the car (which I have P's vehicle, not my Edge), and especially call ahead and order my own cake. Plus she has absolutely no room in her fridge for this stuff until the shower. I told her yesterday that it just isn't going to be possible (which I had to repeat twice) and she was pretty peeved and short and snotty about it. For --------- sake, (insert any word here), doesn't she realize I'm anemic and tired and pregnant??? There is a Superwalmart in town, an IGA, and several delis. Ugh.

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