Today I went to see my midwives. I ended my Primary meeting early, dropped Scott off at preschool, bundled Andrew up and was off. I got there, signed in and gave them my little sample. I sat down and was soon called over to the front desk.
"Brooke, I don't have you down for an appointment until the 19th."
"Ooooh."
"We're really busy and I don't think I can squeeze you in today. I'm sorry."
"That's okay. I really don't need one (or want one)."
"Let me write you out an appointment card."
"Thanks, I apparently need one."
We get back in the car and head home. Duh.
Pregnancy will do that to you. Never mind that I checked the calendar about 5 times. Never mind that I was there just LAST WEEK!
Oh well, at least I didn't have to wait long today.
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I did the exact same thing TWICE with Gabi! :) Oh well! At least we have a reason, huh?
I'm only laughing because stuff like this happened to me way too many times when I was pregnant.
Looking at the pictures in the header, I'm curious which baby is which?
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