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May 8, 2015

The past couple of weeks have been hard.

I have been tired lately.

My back has been hurting - this teeny tiny baby is sitting on my sciatic nerve...something my mother said I did to her when she was carrying me. When I call with complaints, I wonder if she's secretly enjoying the news. Just kidding. She wouldn't be like that...I don't think so anyway.

You heard me complain about my first-trimester yuckies, so I didn't want to leave you hanging. For the next few months, you will get to enjoy tales of sciatica and indigestion. It's going to be an exciting ride.

On top of dealing with all that goes along with pregnancy...I have a three-year old...and a one-year old. Yes, I know what you're thinking. Don't you know what causes pregnancy? But listen here, I love my three-year old...and my one-year old...and the little gal that I'm carrying now. I am so thankful for them.

However, that doesn't change the fact that this motherhood thing is matter how many children you matter how old your kiddos matter what is going on with your sciatic nerve.

There is a lot that comes along with managing children...and a household. So, friend, if you're feeling tired tonight...or dealing with a bad case of indigestion...I am right there with you. You are not alone.

I decided to kick off my Mother's Day weekend with a massage~ With my other pregnancies, I have loved getting a prenatal massage at some point - but in the past, I feel like I've gotten them too early. This time around, I was determined to wait until my third-trimester...when I would really need it. However, with this whole back pain thing I've got going on this time, I decided to go ahead and head on in - because it was medically necessary, of course.

Fifteen minutes prior to my scheduled massage, the kids and I met up with hubby (who was on his way home from work) in the parking lot of the massage he could take the kids from there...all so I wouldn't be late for my very important date...because that's the kind of weird logistical things you do when you're living the minivan life.

After spending a few minutes telling daddy about our day and discussing some behavioral issues that needed to be addressed...(Excuse me while I pull my hair out!) hubby told me to relax and enjoy my time. "Don't hurry home!", he said. I'm not sure he realized that in that very moment I considered hopping on a plane to Cancun and not returning until the end of the month. I decided to hold off on that, though...because I didn't want to miss my massage.

The massage was perfect - My go-to gal was able to address all of my medical conditions...except for the indigestion.

Afterwards, I strolled over to Starbucks. I ordered a hot tea and then began to search for a spot to sit and read a mindless fiction book that required no mental energy on my part.

What is with Starbucks? They need to create some spaces for people to sit alone...I mean really alone! The only section with comfortable chairs is so incredibly cozy and close-knit that I feel like I'm on a date with all the people around me.

As I sat sipping my tea, I felt like I was crammed in a tiny living room with multiple other people who felt that just one digital device would not do...They were each watching a movie on their tablet...talking on their phone to a friend...and doing various forms of work on their laptop. It was more than I could handle. After being accidentally slapped by one gal's laptop cord...and being privy to the 19 different phone conversations the hipster next to me decided to have while I was trying to relax, I decided that it was time to head to Kohl's.

Friends, are you still reading?

Why is it that when you have a a 30% off coupon...or Kohl's cash...or a $10 Promo Voucher...etc. you can never find ANYTHING in that store? Now listen, I can do some serious damage at Kohl's...but for some reason tonight, I roamed that store and roamed that store and couldn't find one single thing that spoke to me.

What is with the clothing...and shoes...that are so the rage right now? I feel old. I feel out of the loop. I feel like a mini-van driving woman who spends her Friday evening roaming around alone in Kohl's because Starbucks was too stimulating for her.

I left Kohl's with a new water bottle...and a new lip balm.

Now I'm home...and I'm getting ready to plug in my heating pad~

Goodnight, friends!