You think it’s never going to happen to you. People share their pregnancy stories and you think, “That won’t happen to me.” And then it does.
Last Monday was a day like any other day. I got up at 5:30 am, worked all day, and got home at 5 for chores. We got home late because Jake had to run an errand that I wasn’t particularly interested in running, so it makes me a little cranky. Then we got home and had piles of laundry and no food in the house, except my excessively large stash of sugar free pudding. So I started the laundry and asked Jake to keep an eye on it while I went grocery shopping. So far, so good.