False Alarm

For the most part being pregnant has been fun. I was never too sick. I always felt nautious all throughout the day. I was exhausted after taking a shower, and hated eating meat. In the middle part there was one spot on my back that kept bugging me, but I would just have Tim rub it. I think I've been pretty lucky. My hormones have done something a little strange, but my sister has the same problem...I have a wart on my foot. However, other than that everything has gone smoothly. I have been able to work, and have felt good throughout these past nine months. It's clearly a bit embarassing to get such chubby feet. However, Friday after school I was really embarassed. I was unsure if my water broke, and when I called to ask the Dr. they informed me I needed to go to the hospital and find out.

So Tim, and I made the treck in to labor and delivery. I was in no pain...but just had to go to have them check since I wasn't sure. They were so nice about everything. They ran two tests to find out my water hadn't broke, and we were good to go. What really happened is the baby jumped on my bladder. I felt pretty silly to have to make a trip to the hospital to find that out. After we rushed to the river cats baseball game, and had a fun evening. I was excited because I got a snow cone.