Remember, remember

I had a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.

I woke up with a headache.

I didn't realize the milk was gone til after I poured my cereal.

The checker at the grocery store was really mean.
-I get that the customer isn't always right. But you have to at least try to understand what they are saying before you just assume you are right. I was this girl's first customer of the day. I was really nice to her. And when she made a mistake that was going to cost me money, I was incredibly patient as I explained over and over to her what had happened. She scanned two identical coupons, but somehow the second one voided the first instead of coming off, so I wasn't getting credit for either coupon. She just wasn't listening to me, assuming she was right, and the more I tried to explain it to her, the meaner she got. I apologized over and over, even though I was right AND polite, and she was still mean. Even when she realized what had happened, she treated me like I had ruined her entire day.

I had to go to work, not even knowing if I will get paid for it, and now my feet are the size of bread loaves. (The microfilm reader I have to use is not great for pregnant people.)

I had to leave work and rush to the doctor's office because they moved up my appointment at the last minute because my doctor had to do an emergency surgery.

I ended up waiting for an hour and a half and was finally seen AFTER my initial appointment time.

He was supposed to see if I was dilated or effaced and how much Bun weighs. Instead, all I found out is that his heart is still beating and I gained 6 pounds in a week.

Also, because he had to rush out and I didn't get checked, I probably won't get my early induction, which I was promised months ago.

When I finally got home at 6 to put away the groceries from this morning, I found that one of my delicious juices leaked all over the bag because the seal was broken. So I had to clean it up AND throw it away.

And because it took me so long to get home, Mark had to leave as soon as I got here.

AND I tripped over the same empty coke bottle four times trying to put away the groceries.

But...even though it was a BAD BAD day, I realize that bad days are supposed to happen. And when I stopped long enough to REMEMBER, I realized that despite all the bad stuff, really good things happened today as well. Another lady at the grocery store told me I have a beautiful pregnancy glow, she couldn't tell I was pregnant until I turned around, and that I look great for as far along as I am. And even though the scale was mean, the nurse said she couldn't believe it, she thinks I look great, and that it doesn't mean anything. I had a good talk with my little brother on the phone. I got free blueberries. I got a $10 VISA rewards card in the mail. I didn't have to take off my pants at the doctor, AND my baby has a strong heartbeat.