I've had such a frustrating afternoon. I really want to go into labor before my mom leaves on Friday if at all possible. I had an appointment this afternoon and they were going to strip my membranes to see if that would do it, but the doctor had an emergency surgery and they changed my appointment to Wednesday afternoon. I nearly cried.
Next, we decide to go to Olive Garden (this was mostly to cheer me up). It was raining this afternoon and the windows in our van were cracked and I got pretty wet sitting in the seat, only realized this as I got out of the van at Olive Garden. Oh well.
We had dinner, it was pretty good. I come out and as I'm stepping off the curb, my flip flops slip and landed straight on my duff! Now, I'm very very wet, but not hurt. My flip flop is broken though and I was pretty embarrassed.
To top it off, we were going to go walk at the mall to see if we could get my contractions really going (I've been have those silly Braxton-Hicks all afternoon), but Griffin had a poopy and we forgot the diaper bag. So we had to come home instead.
Dur. It's just one of those days when the little things start to add up.