Squirmy

Went to my ultra sound. The baby is just fine... she just likes to sit so that shes unnoticed.
There were two students who sat in on the ultra sound. I kinda wish they could come to all my appointments because the tech explained a lot of stuff to them that I wouldnt even have thought to ask about, like how you can tell organs are working right and blood is pumping the right way. She was pointing out how everything looked good and WHY it looked good which made it impossible for my neurotic mind to wonder if they werent telling me something.

They took a lot of pictures for us but once again couldnt get any good ones because she squirms too much and sits with her arms and feet right in front of her head.

Tonight Maor and I are going to a massage. Maor has been having major muscle pain lately....and I just think I deserve it.

Ahhh finally 2 days off in a week. Its almost like a vacation!!

I almost didnt get the days off. I have been told to fire someone. Normally I love firing people but I dont think this person deserves it... its really just an HR mandated thing instead of a common sense thing. I was asked if I could come in on my day off and fire her...then of course work her shifts...I told my boss no and told HR to suck it. Was she did to get herself on the chopping block was not a major offence and it took HR 2 months to finally say "yep, shes out" so Im not canceling my doctors appointment and coming in on my day off to work overtime. Not worth it. Especially after I figured out that once I hit overtime I dont make time and a half... I make less then min wage. I really need to look into the laws on that one.

My doctors appointment left me confused. I didnt get my normal sarcastic bitchy nurse (I like her because shes very to the point) I got a sickeningly sweet thing that didnt listen to a damn word I said. I tried telling her that I had called in last week (and was brushed off) because I was having weird pains after working a long shift and she brushed it off as gas pains. When I repeated this to the doctor he said, "Thats not good. Make sure the hospital actually pages me next time."
I told the sweet nurse about how I wanted a doctors note saying I shouldnt work over 40 hours a week anymore because I keep getting these pains when Im running around so much and she said, "Oh your fine!" When I asked the doc about it he whipped up a note better than what I had hoped for.

They made me take a glucose test, which all my friends have been screaming about how disgusting and horrible it is, and it wasnt that bad. Its like drinking really sugary kool aid. I didnt have a problem sucking it down but 10 minutes later my burps were a bit syrupy.

The doctor said that Im much too small. Hes making me go in for an ultra sound. I didnt gain any weight over the last month....which I find confusing considering the mass quantities of food I eat.

So Im a bit nervous.

Idea!

What I need to do is find a site where people pay to watch women eat!!
All eating cam shows, all the time!

I could pay for a lot of cupcakes if I got paid for eating cupcakes!!

*googles*

Happy New Year!!

Last night our neighbors invited us over for their party.
I couldnt drink and only stayed for a little while but I told Mo that he could go ahead and get as shit faced if he wanted. Hes not a big drinker so I didnt actually expect to wake up to him puking his guts out at 2am.
Im not going to lie. I laughed. I know his pain and I felt bad but I laughed because he usually knows better. Hes the good one between the two of us.

Im usually wondering what the year is going to be like. It kinda spoils things to start the year out married AND pregnant. You dont wonder if your going to meet that special someone or if your going to need the morning after pill... its too late for that.
Instead Im wondering how quickly all the tax forms will come in so I can get that done with.
Im kidding... kinda. Life isnt that depressing.
This year Mo and I are going to look into buying a house.
Im going to try and find another job because retail makes me want to shoot myself but I really like money.
We are going to try and visit Israel again later in the year.
...if we cant do Israel Im dropping the kid off with Grandma and we around going to a beach somewhere.
Im also going to try and do my sketch a day thing again. Im already struggling to get going with it. I have a good few hours before I go to bed. I'll probably put it off for another couple of hours.

Its over!!

Christmas was never my favorite holiday. After this year I've gone from "Meh, its an ok holiday." to "Fuck Christmas!"

I spent 12 hours a day every damn day this week engraving and dealing with the prissiest people on the fucking planet. I usually didnt even get time to eat at work so I came home just about every day this week somewhere around 1am exhausted and hungrier than hell.
Mo being a wonderful husband always made sure to have food and tea ready for me when I got home. That took the edge off the horrible days a bit.
The first couple of days the hours and stress kinda sucked. The last couple of days it got so bad that I did come very close to passing out at work. When I tried to sleep at night my legs would cramp up every hour or so which woke me up because of the pain.

A manager from another store (the person who trained me) actually went into early labor because of stress. Her baby is ok but is in an incubator.

My boss actually called me up last night and asked me if I had fun. Fun? Fun!? Fuck you! Fuck this company and their fucking chinese overtime, their mandatory 2 weeks of working without a damn damn off, fuck the 125 hours where I didnt get to sit down once, fuck the five pounds I lost from not eating right while Im fucking pregnant, fuck these needy fucking customers who act like the world is ending if something doesnt go their way, and FUCK your stupid "One more day! I really appreciate you guys!" mass text message you sent me and everyone else at 7 in the FUCKING MORNING when I didnt get home and to bed till 3 AM and had to go in again at 12pm!!

.....I told her "it was interesting." then I went home and told my husband that I'll be using my maternity leave to find a new job.

Im not doing that again. Valentines day in a chocolate store was WAY easier and the complete lack of appreciation for employees was a slap in the face.

So tired...

I think I will just go over there and lay down...to die.

Im so fucking tired. I worked 53 hours this week and get to look forward to a 56 hour work week next week (that doesnt include all the days I will be more than likely staying late to make sure things get done).
I hate Christmas. A crap ton of money and stress on one day of one-upping each other. Adults who love Christmas scare the crap out of me because Im certain they are on some sort of mind altering drugs or are secretly serial killers. 

I've been told by my doctor that I cant go down hill skiing. Damn doctors and their stupid rules.

I was really going to write about something else but Im too tired to remember what.

Idiots and Pants

My boss called into work and asked my assistant manager what we needed for the day. My assistant said she didnt know.
After that my boss called me up and said, "We are moving her to another store. I cant stand her anymore!"
YES!!

So the idiot is gone.

Black friday was a huge let down in my store. It never got busy. People were going for the department stores or walking around without shopping bags. I dont know why everyone decided to window shop on black friday but thats what they were doing. I had to work from 4:30 am to 5:30pm and I honestly feel like it was a huge waste of my time and company overtime. Ive never been so disappointed as a manager at the start of holiday season. Im usually stressed out from too many people.

In baby news: my cloths just dont fit anymore. A couple weeks ago I gave in a went up a bra size because my boobs were uncomfortably spilling out of my bra. Today I went to put on my jeans and could not button them without being incredibly uncomfortable. So I cried a little to myself and told Mo we needed to go to the mall and get me new pants. Ive been dreading this day because buying pants is a huge pain in the ass to begin with. I am very skinny and tall so if pants fit me in the waist they are too short in the legs or if they fit me in the legs they are too big in the waist. This was exactly the same. I went through 5 maternity stores before I found a pair of pants that fit perfectly. They were god damn expensive but I cant take my regular jeans anymore. I will say, they are fucking comfy. Im not a huge fan of the stretchy waist that your supposed to pull up over your belly up to your tits so I just rolled it down to my waist. I also bought a couple of work shirts for later down the road when my regular sweaters just wont be able to stretch anymore.

Mo and I did register for baby items but Im not going to post the registry link here. Instead Im just going to add the unnecessary geeky things I want that I know no one in my family will buy us for the baby on my regular wishlist, like the portal companion cube I would love to put in her crib.

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