As I sit across the table from my husband eating my second piece of cake for the day (don’t judge, I’m pregnant), I absentmindedly touch the neckline of my shirt. I feel something scratch my skin and think, Oh great, I dropped food down my shirt today and something is now crusted inside. (Again, pregnant.)
It’s oddly smooth, until I hit a corner. I look down, only to close my eyes. Yes. Yes, I have my shirt inside out. It has been inside out all day. Through daycare dropoff, a walk into school to grab the laptop I forgot, an all day work session with the EL department to work on 5 day in person schedules, and then daycare pickups. No wonder every time I went to the bathroom my pockets were hanging “backwards” and the “front” just didn’t seem to be laying correctly, I reflect. Let’s just chalk this up to things that happen on a Wednesday in March after a full year of online teaching while planning a new schedule for a sub while prepping for ACCESS testing and thinking about the fetal blood transfusion that is scheduled for tomorrow at 5 pm. Or being pregnant. It could totally be the pregnancy’s fault.
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3/24/2021 08:50:15 pm
How endearing! First - no judging on that cake - thou shalt have cake whenever thy wanteth it. And regarding those clothes - consider it trendsetting OR the bravery to decide that you can wear your clothes howEVER you want to. Pregnant or not.
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3/24/2021 09:14:02 pm
OMG, I can't stop laughing! This is us too, too funny! Such a perfectly succinct, well written slice for starts but oh man. You got me :) That ending is perfection.
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