Monday, April 16, 2012

Losing it......

I feel like Steve Martin in Father of the Bride when he's at the grocery store, flipping out about why they sell hot dogs in packs of 12 and buns in packs of 8. EVERYTHING right now seems to be getting on my nerves. While I'd love nothing more than a Xanex, that clearly isn't possible in my condition. So, instead, I'm left to try to ignore , forget, or simply explode. Then, I remembered...I have a blog. What do non-parents do on blogs? While I have very few friends who blog about things other than their children, I can only imagine that they must just complain. So, here (in no particular order) are my George Banks complaints of the day:

1. Finding a cute shirt on the sales rack, only to discover they have 20 size XS and nothing else.
2. Pollen, mold, dust, St. Louis, and anything else I'm allergic to.
3. Taco Bell: why can't one Taco Bell in the U.S. get a drive-thru order right? How hard is it to remember my mexican pizza?
4. People saying "We're pregnant." No, I'm pregnant - he will one day have a baby but currently, I'm doing 100% of the work.
5. People that say they've done laundry when, in fact, the hardest part of laundry (folding it) isn't done. (Okay, that one is specifically directed toward Jarrod who doesn't read my blog). :)
6. Parents who don't make their children say thank you.
7. Short toilets. Okay, this one is petty and no one's fault but the toilet maker. But, what is it with toilets that are practically on the ground, causing me back pain to pull my fat self off of them?
8. Old people. Again, horrible and uncalled for, I know. My grandma asks me during every conversation if I've gained weight. When I say no (because I puked 15 times a day for 8 weeks), she seems shocked. Then, when I confirm I have a growing baby bump, she follows with "so you're probably actually looking thinner in other areas."

I hope my George Banks moments don't turn into Fried Green Tomatoes Towanda moments or we might have problems. For now, I'm going to take a Zyrtec, double check my Taco Bell order, and go to bed for experience more horrible nightmares that leave me exhausted. I really should be a professional pregnant person...after all, I'm so enjoyable to be around! :)

3 comments:

  1. ugh! I could totally make a list of complaints like this on my blog too... unfortunately many of them are directed toward people who actually read my blog and I don't have the nerve to be that outspoken. ha. And I'm SO so sorry that you've been puking so much. I puked a TON with Adelaide too... the entire 40 weeks. It sucked and all that stuff that people say about "oh, at least you know the baby is still there and growing and healthy... blah blah blah" does not make it any more comfortable. Has your dr. given you any Zofran?? That is the only thing that would save me. You should ask for some! Okay this is a long comment. Sorry. had to commiserate :-)

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  2. Haaaaaaa...I love humor in the midst of frustration and suffering. ;) Sorry I am not commiserating like sweet Lindsey. Is it any consolation that you tickle the tarnation out of me? I especially love the Wanda comment...and am glad you haven't gone "TaWanda" on her!!

    Love you, kooky girl. :)

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  3. Thanks for your comments. Lindsey - I am, for the most part, better. I did take Zofran but hated the side effects and, although it made me not throw up, I still felt just as nauseous. Who knows...I'm blaming the baby. With Spence, I took Zofran and it was a miracle drug. My list of annoyances keeps growing. We need to share sometime because the fact that your complaints involve actual people makes me smile! :)

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