Oh, the things people say....

Fridays don't seem to be a great day for me. So after a bad Thursday night and Friday morning of tears and no sleep, the guy who delivers fresh linens and checks my refrigerator temp lingered a little too long in my room, scoping out the pictures that Eva printed out for me- our last Christmas card photos. He apparently thinks he's funny and while looking at the pictures says, "you look a lot skinnier in these pictures, hehe" to which I replied, "ya carrying 2 babies and being on bed rest for the last 4 months might do that to ya" thanks for the boost of confidence pal. Given my emotional state that morning, that comment hit me a little hard. Luckily, my parents came up and brought dinner which was a very nice treat. We took a nice field trip down to the court yard for some fresh air, but dad always has his eye on the clock in order to make sure I'm back in the room before my 30 minute allotted wheelchair privilege is up :)


I'm also pretty sure my specialist is worried about me lol. Lately, I haven't been sleeping too well, so I don't look that great in the early mornings when he comes in. He's used to seeing me in his office looking very presentable and in the beginning of my hospital stay, I was usually up and dressed with some cover up on my face...but lately he's lucky if I've brushed my teeth or my hair before he comes in. I'm just too tired to really care about my appearance @ 8am. He keeps asking if I'm ok or if everything is alright, and to let him know if I ever need anything. Which for him, is equivalent to about an hour of therapy time- he just isn't one to usually go beyond the scientific facts of our pregnancy. I think he's coming around with me :) he also has 3 daughters, so I think he has a soft spot somewhere in there! Before I went to see him, so many people warned me about how dry he was and his lack of bedside manner, but we've had such a great experience with him. He's so attentive to us, I really like and appreciate him. I think it's because he likes my husband and thinks he has a cool job lol, again - everyone lovessss Dallas ;) my better half.

So I slept better last night, and woke up a little before my new nurse came in around 7. She walks in and squats down next to my bed, a little too close to my personal space & as if she's talking to a toddler in a stroller and says "I'll let you sleep a little longer and come back" am I crazy or was that completely unnecessary??! If you open my door and it looks like I'm sleeping, I don't think we need to be introduced at that moment.  And you'll "LET" me sleep??? First of all if the sun is up, I can't go back to sleep. Secondly, I'm in my third trimester with twins - yes, please "LET" me sleep.
So she comes back in around 830 to bring my breakfast tray in (gross -so over this food) and I am sitting up in the bed- she squats again and is right in my face- am I on candid camera??! Or boiling point?? Haha what is going on here? So awkward. She sets my tray down next to the window and sees all the beautiful flowers I have there and says, "oh you have like a flower garden, kind of sad because it shows how long you've been here"
So then she comes back in after breakfast and I'm dressed and sitting in the chair, and she walks in and says "aww look at you, all dressed up with no where to go" hahahaha is this really happening? What's with the one liners lady? Thank goodness I slept for more than 3 hours last night and can just laugh today instead of breaking down.  She's very sweet and did a great job making my bed this morning; I think sometimes people just don't realize how they say things - I'm pretty sure I've been guilty of that a time or two ;)

During my monitoring session, she said "oh these babies are so happy!" So that made up for everything. :) love my happy, strong hearted girls!