Ugh. Let's seriously NOT talk about that.
This morning my car decided to not start while I was at the store but thankfully a good samaritan jumped me (well, the car) and I was on my way within five minutes. After that was a trip to the auto store where turn around was also quick, much quicker than I thought it would be. Battery tested and replaced within 30 minutes. Hell yes.
Now I'm getting a mani/pedi, something I usually don't do for myself. But hey, I'm 40w2d pregnant so I figured what the hell. Also, I had my toes painted green when I delivered Ruby (Heath called them my Hulk toes) so I figured I'd continue the tradition, this time with purple and green.
And you had best believe that this whole time I have been willing my water to break, possible public humiliation be damned! We'll just ignore the fact that most of the time labor does not actually begin this way. It happened with Ruby so it can happen again, right?