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It's all about me!
Dec. 6th, 2006 08:48 amI sent a bunch of Christmas cards out to my close friends and family, and on them, they announced that Steve and I are having a baby. I started sending them out on Saturday, and I’ve only heard back from one person about them. I’m a total attention whore right now, so I was loving all of the congratulations that I got from you wonderful ladies, and I guess I’m bummed by the lack of response so far from everyone. Am I a bad person for feeling that way? I feel kind of rotten about it, but at the same time, it’s like, damn, this is big news! So now, I’m paranoid that people aren’t getting their cards, which I’m sure isn’t the case.
I told a few people at my temp job the other day and they were all really happy for me. One of the girls who works here said that we had to keep in touch after I left here, and that she wanted to be invited to my shower. She’s so cute, I love her to death. She’s the one who had the cat that she was trying to get adopted.
I also told everyone at my plastic surgeon’s job yesterday. It went over surprisingly well, considering these people (well, the doctor and the nurse anesthetist) love to dwell on the negative. Then again, it took about 10 minutes before the doctor asked if I would be returning to work. I tried to be diplomatic and say that I wasn’t sure at this point, but the truth is, I won’t be returning to work. I’ll be staying home full-time with the baby. However, Steve did have a good idea. He said that I should stay on and work on an emergency basis, like when they have a case and their regular surgical tech can’t work that day for some reason. So maybe I’ll do that.
Even though I’m only 12 weeks, I’ve noticed that my clothes are starting to fit a little more snugly. Is that too early? I had a major carbo load for lunch yesterday; baked potato soup in a bread bowl, and two extra pieces of bread from Togo’s. When I put my jeans on after work, I could barely get them buttoned! I think the carbs had a lot to do with it, but I doubt it was just because of that.
I have my doctor’s appointment with the office from hell next Wednesday. I’m hoping that the doctors are more competent than their office staff. I swear to God, those people were the biggest idiots! I still have to call my old doctor’s office and get my medical records. I’m supposed to bring them with me, along with positive proof that I’m pregnant. What is that supposed to mean?! Do they think I’m making this stuff up? What is positive proof? Do they want me to POAS? See the ultrasound picture? Or will they just open their damn eyes and read the records?
I told a few people at my temp job the other day and they were all really happy for me. One of the girls who works here said that we had to keep in touch after I left here, and that she wanted to be invited to my shower. She’s so cute, I love her to death. She’s the one who had the cat that she was trying to get adopted.
I also told everyone at my plastic surgeon’s job yesterday. It went over surprisingly well, considering these people (well, the doctor and the nurse anesthetist) love to dwell on the negative. Then again, it took about 10 minutes before the doctor asked if I would be returning to work. I tried to be diplomatic and say that I wasn’t sure at this point, but the truth is, I won’t be returning to work. I’ll be staying home full-time with the baby. However, Steve did have a good idea. He said that I should stay on and work on an emergency basis, like when they have a case and their regular surgical tech can’t work that day for some reason. So maybe I’ll do that.
Even though I’m only 12 weeks, I’ve noticed that my clothes are starting to fit a little more snugly. Is that too early? I had a major carbo load for lunch yesterday; baked potato soup in a bread bowl, and two extra pieces of bread from Togo’s. When I put my jeans on after work, I could barely get them buttoned! I think the carbs had a lot to do with it, but I doubt it was just because of that.
I have my doctor’s appointment with the office from hell next Wednesday. I’m hoping that the doctors are more competent than their office staff. I swear to God, those people were the biggest idiots! I still have to call my old doctor’s office and get my medical records. I’m supposed to bring them with me, along with positive proof that I’m pregnant. What is that supposed to mean?! Do they think I’m making this stuff up? What is positive proof? Do they want me to POAS? See the ultrasound picture? Or will they just open their damn eyes and read the records?
