I am thrilled with these blogs and find myself wishing I were a better blogger. They give me blogging shame and artistic covetousness :o) In spite of being a blogger simply because I have a blogging website. Sitting down to write an entry is not a natural act for me. I have a natural desire to blog, I go through the motions, however when I actually begin to type the words that I would like to share I have a mental block that frustrates the living daylights out of me. I can see what I want to say in this beautifully crafted way of putting things that makes the readers laugh and cry and want to come running back to see what I will have to say another time. In all actuality I think that my blog is a lot like me. Mildly entertaining, even funny at times (although difficult for me regarding the challenge of typing out sarcasm) but mostly just there and fun to keep up with just in case there will be a truly good OB nurse story or interesting life update.
My blogging style is often what MckMomma titles "Stream of Consciousness" when she just sits down and writes down everything that she is thinking and feeling and doing at that moment or in that day. Darn her for making it seem so lovely to be experiencing morning sickness with her 5th child while packing for a 2 week mission trip to Africa with the husband where she will be paid to hang out in the slums with little children and blog about it!!! No Lie! Her blog is so powerful that she was contacted by a ministry to travel and blog about it!
So in my stream of consciousness would you be interested in knowing that I denied my daughter breakfast this morning until after we were showered and dressed so that I could put on makeup while she had her bottle at 9:30? What kind of mother does that? The one who didn't plan her morning out properly and finds herself in a pinch of desperation.
I had an OB appointment this morning with my FAVE female in the group. I am in love with Dr Carol Choi and highly recommend her!
Annie was very good in the office but I want to figure out a way to not have to bring her with me, its just stressful and would be better if I could figure something else out. She was very protective of me and didn't want them to weigh me (who does?) take my BP or listen to the heartbeat. Mostly she didn't want them to touch me or she yelled at them :o)
I also had to go to Motherhood Maternity who has decent clothes at decent prices but I HATE dealing with the people who work there. They think they know everything, force you to try on things you dont want and I SWEAR they work on commission. PLEASE LEAVE ME ALONE AND DONT PUT ANOTHER FULL PANELED PAIR OF PANTS IN A DRESSING ROOM AFTER I TOLD YOU NOT TO AND THEN PROCEED TO CALL THE ROOM "MINE". I DONT WANT TO TRY ON ANY OF THE CLOTHES YOU JUST PUT IN THERE THANK YOU VERY MUCH! They just want you to buy something you dont like so that you will have to return it under the worlds crappiest return policy! I ended up liking the pair of jeans that I picked out for myself (thank you very much) and was the only thing I went in for!
Now my day consists of laundry and making chicken enchiladas. Which my husband loves but I really dont care for. Do you have a chicken enchilada recipe that you like? Would you mind sharing it with me?
