Life was pretty random this last week, so my not me Monday will likely be ’round the mulberry bush too…just to warn you.
I did not completely freak out this week at work when the littlest family member slowed down his/her kicking and end up in tears at my desk. I did not start to cry because I was confused about whether or not to call the midwife or chalk it up to normal pregnancy stuff. I did not end up e-mailing my midwife and going in the next day for a quick check up. No, not me. I am on my third pregnancy and know babies have busy days and slow days of kicking. (By the way, I do not regret contacting my midwife and going in…) I was not then thrilled when the braxton hicks contractions kicked in (at 21 weeks and 3 days) because it was reassuring. Nope, I know better than to hope for those. I know they will get bothersome and nerve racking on their own. So I would never hope they would start this early. (Again, by the way, this is the same time they started with my 2nd child, so it was reassuring to have it be so normal…)
I am not rewarding myself for drinking the 80 ounces of fluid daily that my midwife recommends by letting myself have a diet coke (or 2). Oh no, I know caffeine will make the littlest family member hyper, so I would never do that.
I did not let my kids jump on my bed so I could work on my sewing longer. No, I would never let my kids engage in a potentially unsafe game so I could work on their Easter present. (Another by the way, my sewing machine is in my room so I was actually supervising them while they did this.) I did not have to look up satin stitching on three blogs in order to figure out what the pattern instructions were telling me. Oh no, I can read a set of instructions and understand them. I did not let my 3 year old watch a marathon of cartoons on Disney Channel so I could continue sewing. Oh no, I would never let the TV be a babysitter.
I did not go to bed early on Friday due to an earache and forget to call my mom to tell her we would not be able to make the trip to visit this weekend. No, I am much more considerate than that. I did not also forget to call my aunt and tell her we were not coming. I would never get too distracted by my earache and sewing to be polite.
I did not let my hubby finish making dinner and then clean up after dinner while I stood here doing this blog post, oh no, I would never be so obsessed with doing a “Not Me post” as to let it cause more work for a family member! Never.Survive til you Thrive!