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Friday, April 01, 2011

Birthday Fun (and not so fun)

So the 30th was my 29th birthday!  I really can't believe that I am that old.  Not that I feel old, it just doesn't seem like I have lived that many years.  The scariest thing is to think that I was only 22 when I started teaching.  I can't believe that all those parents trusted me with their students at only 22!  And now those kids are in 6th grade!  I guess parents survived (and the students did too!)


I had a very relaxing day.  I didn't make a big deal about it at school--in fact I don't know that even half of my students figured out that it was my birthday.  I have been more excited about the baby, and they have too.  I left school early, visited at my sister's for a few minutes, did some window shopping (I forgot my coupon, so I figured I would buy later), then went home and put my feet up.


I couldn't decide whether I wanted Red Robin or Texas Roadhouse for dinner.  For TR, we would have had to be on the ball and there by 6 in order to get the early bird dinner and neither of us felt like rushing.  So we went to Red Robin and had some delicious Raspberry Limeades (they are bottomless and delicious!).  Pret got a burger and I got fish and chips.  We also got a small order of onion rings to share.  Our waitress (Lauren, at The District) was fabulous! 


Then we went home and watched the most recent episode of Modern Family and then I fell asleep while Pret did some stuff around the house.  All was great and it was a wonderful night with Pret.


Until...about 4:00 in the morning.  That's when all that greasy stuff finally caught up to me, and I was miserable.  I didn't know whether I wanted to throw up, let it all out the bottom, or just go into labor (my thoughts of a natural birth, as excited as I am about attempting that, were sounding a lot better than the discomfort I was feeling right about then).  With everything all squished in there, I could feel the food pass from my stomach into my intestines.  Luckily before I left for school, it ALL passed through me and I was feeling like a spry, pregnant 29-year-old once more.  


Lesson:  As much as you want to eat all things good for your birthday, when 36 weeks pregnant, you may want to avoid a meal made up only of fried foods.

2 comments:

Lacey Dahlgren said...

You are hilarious! Glad you had a good birthday- you deserve it!

Marisa Jean said...

Poor gal! :( That sounds miserable!