This morning I had an OB Appt, which was really quick. My belly was measuring at 24 weeks and the midwife tried to say that I was at 22w3d. Um no, lady. I had an IUI. I know exactly when I conceived and how far along I am and you are wrong. Whatever.
But this morning ended with me crying in a bathroom stall because my hubby missed our appt. He thought it was at 0840 and it was at 0820 and they couldn't wait for him. They were like "it's not that important, it's just a quick appointment, he has plenty more to come to." WHAT THE EFF EVER. This is our first baby and I want my hubby at every appt. Ugh. But he missed it by like 10 minutes which broke my heart and made me a crying emotional mess.
In other news, we put together our crib this weekend.