.....except the size of my belly, pay no mind to the butt almost as large as the belly.
This photo is at 34 weeks and 5 days. We have been going to labor preparation classes for the past two Thursdays, well actually I went to the labor prep class alone last night because Tom was being a crabby-crab. I swear when he's old and I'm gone, all the kids in the neighborhood are going to call him crabby old Mr. Coon. Again he was agitated while getting ready for the class and this really makes me angry, like it's such a big inconvenience. So I hear him muttering and something like "stupid class" and that was it! I said "then you can stay home!" So while he was getting dressed I got in the car and left. I was so angry and really fighting back the tears because I knew I had a class of happy, supportive couples to face. So I made it there and though the class with out crying but after I left, I broke down. So to make myself feel better I decided to go buy the bassinet we had picked out together. When I got home he was stewing on the sofa. He said I was lucky he didn't get on his bike and chase me to the class and show up all sweaty and madder than a hornet's nest. When I confronted him on his behavior he said he was mad because I rushed him to get out of the bathroom (I'm pregnant I had to go) and he messed up while shaving (I can understand being upset about crooked facial hair, sort of like a bad haircut). I said, ...still, I didn't need his attitude. This reminded me of another time we had a similar type misunderstanding...
Other than this everything is going fine with my pregnancy
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