Boy, what a difference a week makes when it comes to size. I think it's time to start taking belly pictures every week. And time to book those maternity photos too.
My senses are definitely heightened too. There is a student teacher at work who is seriously lacking in personal hygeine and on Tuesday this week I was in tears over it. I had to get the name tag maker from the bathroom cabinet but Stinky (that's what Craig has named her because I don't even care to know her real name) had been in there before me. The smell was so terrible (I even held my breath but it was the smell OUTSIDE the bathroom) it made me gag. No poopy or anything but body stink. I tried to escape it by going into the office but her smell was there too. I couldn't get away from it and through all the gags I seriously thought I was going to barf. Julie was in the office on her break and offered me Kleenex to dry my tears. I was crying; it was so hard to keep myself from getting sick. I had asked Bev on Monday if we're allowed to say anything to students about their personal hygeine and Bev said "no". But once Anne came into the office and saw my state she emailed Shelley and asked for clarification. Turns out it's okay so Bev's going to keep and eyeon it and maybe talk to Stinky if necessary. My view (and Craig's too) is that if the smell is affecting staff, children, parents, or her interactions with any of these three it needs to be addressed.
And on the way to work today a city bus pulled out in front of me. The instant I smelled the exhaust I got a dizzy spell. Thankfully there was a Mac's/gas station close by that I pulled into. I had to recline the seat and take a few deep breaths to stop the spinning. That happened a few weeks ago, too. Bev had put on a firefighter movie for the kids and as soon as I saw the flashing lights on the trucks I got dizzy. I guess everything is sort of heightened; my senses I mean. Maybe to protect the baby?
So we go to Mum and Dad's tomorrow for a dual anniversary celebration. It's going to be nice to spend the whole weekend. And Wes is going to be there Saturday afternoon. I've only met him, never talked to him. And Craig hasn't even seen pictures. He's my future brother-in-law so I'm looking forward to getting to know him. That's about all from here. There'll be more news soon, I'm sure.
My senses are definitely heightened too. There is a student teacher at work who is seriously lacking in personal hygeine and on Tuesday this week I was in tears over it. I had to get the name tag maker from the bathroom cabinet but Stinky (that's what Craig has named her because I don't even care to know her real name) had been in there before me. The smell was so terrible (I even held my breath but it was the smell OUTSIDE the bathroom) it made me gag. No poopy or anything but body stink. I tried to escape it by going into the office but her smell was there too. I couldn't get away from it and through all the gags I seriously thought I was going to barf. Julie was in the office on her break and offered me Kleenex to dry my tears. I was crying; it was so hard to keep myself from getting sick. I had asked Bev on Monday if we're allowed to say anything to students about their personal hygeine and Bev said "no". But once Anne came into the office and saw my state she emailed Shelley and asked for clarification. Turns out it's okay so Bev's going to keep and eye
And on the way to work today a city bus pulled out in front of me. The instant I smelled the exhaust I got a dizzy spell. Thankfully there was a Mac's/gas station close by that I pulled into. I had to recline the seat and take a few deep breaths to stop the spinning. That happened a few weeks ago, too. Bev had put on a firefighter movie for the kids and as soon as I saw the flashing lights on the trucks I got dizzy. I guess everything is sort of heightened; my senses I mean. Maybe to protect the baby?
So we go to Mum and Dad's tomorrow for a dual anniversary celebration. It's going to be nice to spend the whole weekend. And Wes is going to be there Saturday afternoon. I've only met him, never talked to him. And Craig hasn't even seen pictures. He's my future brother-in-law so I'm looking forward to getting to know him. That's about all from here. There'll be more news soon, I'm sure.
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