23 Weeks 0 Days
I feel, well weird.
Not like myself. I feel nervous and sad, it’s a very strange kinda feeling.
I am sure these feelings are a result of yet something else I have to miss out on.
Today’s OB appointment.
I know, I should simply be grateful that there is an OB appointment,and don’t get me wrong, I am. I am grateful that we have the wonderful M who is taking fabulous care of our little ones, but, I was REALLY looking forward to this appointment.
The last OB Appointment, was, well, shocking. We all discovered the Complete Placenta Previa (which came as a shock to me and M) and it has been almost a month since that last appointment (26 days to be precise). And I was so looking forward to going to this one.
To sitting in the waiting room chatting with M (which is the best part really of the whole appointment). To feeling our little girl kick (she’s quite the kicker) and hearing their little heartbeats.
So, obviously I am upset that I have to miss out on all this, I am upset that I have to be chained to my work, that those A-holes call these stoopid meetings that never ever can be at a decent hour.
And, no there is nothing I can do about it. There is a recession going on here and I honestly need a job, I can not afford to be unemployed, so I therefore just have to suck it up and accept that yet again I have to miss out.
At least Mr will get to see M and meet the OB (and maybe even feel a baby or two kick).