Yesterday at 1pm my Phone Rang…

..it was my doctor..

Dr. Turner: “Hi Tracy, how are you today”

Me: “Oh fine, just busy busy busy preparing for tomorrow”

Dr. Turner: “Oh yes, about that. Well, I have a possible schedule conflict and was wondering if you could do Monday instead”

Me: …silence…thinking to self…does she think this is a hair appointment that is this easy to reschedule with less than 24 hours notice? tell me she didn’t just say those words to me?

Dr. Turner: “Tracy, are you there?”

Me: “Are you serious? Really, are you completely serious? You are calling a lady who is 9 months pregnant, who has been put through hell for 2 weeks of ultrasounds, appointments, worry and tests AND who was given a SET date to have this baby. I have arranged baby sitters, play dates, an Aunt is flying in to be with my girls, my husband has taken 2 days off of work, I am packed, my bags are at the door to load in the car, I am drinking 4 pots of coffee today to make up for the coffee that I CANNOT drink tomorrow morning, my toenails are painted, I have cleaned my house top to bottom, I have already groomed down there as well as I can and cannot redo that again with this belly in the way and you cannot make me. Sure, I didn’t have time yet to have my hair appointment…my ends are shot and my gray is pervasive and I know the ladies on the maternity floor are going to be all ‘who is the grandma pushing the bassinet’ with my gray hair the way it is and all, and they can bite me. And, I know that I am no Martha Stewart as I did not go grocery shopping to stock up for my family while I am gone for 4 days, nor did I bake cookies or prepare organized and well stock meals, nor did I even think about that because you know why – my husband is almost 40 and knows where to buy food, take-out and perhaps boil a noodle or two. And if my friends are thinking of taking pity of them and bringing them meals in my absence – well they should think about waiting until I am home with baby if they were real friends. Furthermore, I have done THE most important thing – I have laid out and properly labeled complete outfits for the girls for each day I am gone, along with back-ups as I do not want my children mismatched and improperly dressed. That would be more than I can handle, and would cause me great stress and concern.”

Dr. Turner: “So, we will see you at 8am then tomorrow as previously scheduled”

Me: “That sounds perfect”

xoxo,t


About Tracy


My name is Tracy Morrison and I live in sunny Minnesota. I'm neither British nor a nun - I'm just a Midwesterner with a headache. This is mainly a humor and lifestyle blog that documents the lighter side of parenting. I am an ex-corporate ladder climber turned freelance writer, social media manager, and fashion expert - and ruler of my own little universe(very small). Aren't we all. I would love for you to contact me at tracy@sellabitmum.com

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