On a more possitive note, there are a few things I do love.
Everyone says that, but why wouldn't we? It's awful.
This morning I had my first appointment since being pregnant this time. I hated it. I was dreading it, and it was at least as bad as I figured it would be. First, they seemed mad that I came "so late" in the pregnancy. It's my life and my baby; what do you care?! Then they started talking about all the stuff they have to do to "play catch-up." 🙄 They said a bunch of hospital jargon, and the way they spoke to me sounded like they were reading a book. Just reading stuff they have to say. I looked into the eyes of heartless, money-loving women who are "just doing their job." Then I didn't even get my ultrasound which is what I had made the appointment for in the first place, and they ended up taking my blood instead. That was a TERRIBLE experience. I don't do well with that stuff, and I almost passed out.
The only nice thing they did for me was give me the names of two home delivery midwives. Hah! I guess they could tell I was a nutcase.
Anyway, I'm feeling a little down this morning. But, it helped to come home and see Jacob sitting up on the balcony waiting for me. Seeing that man always cheers me up.
Taliya loves apples. I was giving her pieces of apple that I thought were small enough and would keep her from choking, but it seemed like every time she ate apple, she sure would choke. One time she got her hands on a whole apple and chomped into it. I realized that whenever she ate it straight off the core, she didn't choke. So, now I just give her an apple, and she's good at eating them.
