This post was going to just tell you about a dream that I had and how my weekend went but I have to blow off some steam first.
First off, I am so sick of people being rude to me then saying I am taking it the wrong way because I am pregnant/hormonal. No, because I would have been pissed off about this before I was pregnant.
Secondly, the whole belly issue, yes I am getting bigger but I hate that I am on display all the time (do not get me wrong I am proud of my babies) but I do not want to be touched until I tell you that you can. Then when I finally take my coat off so you can see it (yes I am cold but I am showing you anyway) I get the comment oh your not that big for having triplets. I am a bigger person so I am not going to show like someone that is the size of a twig would.
I know this is going to offend people and I am sorry for that, but this is how I feel.
So on to my nice weekend that I had. We went to Iowa to DH's grandparent's farm, while we were there Grandma and I went to visit the American Pickers little shed (and when I say little I mean little) and I met Danielle (the secretary).
While there I had a dream (in color) about one of the babies, it was so wonderful I was talking to them and they were cooing and holding my fingers. I wish that DH could have experienced it.
Monday DH & I were both off of work so we went to register on the way to the stores I told DH that it felt like a dream that it was actually my time to do this. Once we got there it was so overwhelming I just hope that I asked for things that I need and enough of everything. I went to bed at 7 last night because I was so tired and could not think anymore. Oh also we stopped at a hardware store and got paint samples (picking out paint is hard), I do not even have the room empty yet and I'm already looking at paint, goodness.
I hope by the end of this week to post pics (belly and ultrasound) that I have been procrastinating.