I went to see a client this past week . She is someone I usually see often, but it had been a couple of months since our last in-person visit. When she opened the door she said "Hi, how are you? You look different." I said I was doing well, and we went inside. Later she said "your face looks different, I can't figure it out...but anyway..." A little while later she asked "have you ever been pregnant?" I said "actually, I'm pregnant now." She said "I knew it!" "What, my growing belly?" "No, girl, you got the glow!" I sat there thinking "glow? What glow?...I'm too tired and fat and miserable to have a glow."
Case in point: I went grocery shopping today. I woke up early in order to beat the Sunday rush, but the store was still crazy busy. Halfway through the trip I realized I was so tired that I needed a break (and then an idea occurred to me - grocery stores should put benches in the middle of aisles...brilliant, right? Okay, so maybe it wasn't a brilliant idea, but it seemed like it at the time). I realize now that I could have taken my cart to the front and sat on a bench there without checking out, but it didn't occur to me in the moment (blame it on baby brain). So, I took my half-full cart to the front and checked out. I took the first half of groceries out to my car then turned around and went back into the store. After sitting for awhile, I got up and did the second half of my shopping. The whole time I was sitting there I was thinking "I gotta figure this out...because in 4 months this is going to be so much worse." I don't know what I need to figure out, exactly...maybe how to get more sleep...or how to take shorter trips to the grocery store. What I do know is that by the time I left I was ready for a nap and the only hint of a "glow" was the sweat on my brow.
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