OMG

I've started saying, out loud, on a regular basis, "OMG." Literally just the three little letters O-M-G like I am somehow a Weird Science version of my blog self. This is disturbing on several different levels but mainly on the one where this makes me look very, very old. Ok well that's the main level but the upstairs to that level is that I am very, very old but still trying to act like I am young. I assure you that saying OMG does NOT actually make me think that I am younger, it just comes out of my mouth involuntarily when I am annoyed. Which quite frankly, is rather often.
Another fact this new speak spews forth is that perhaps my online life is taking over my real life life. After all, most days you can find me tucked comfortably into my air conditioned house with the doors and blinds closed to keep out the sweltering heat. I am, in fact, 30 weeks pregnant and it is mother fucking hot out. I am also typically skyping with bloggy friends all over the country. But you know, not face to face skyping. Typing skyping. So OMG probably shows up often in my daily adult "conversations." I would also blame this blog but I haven't written a single post in nearly 2 weeks so I guess it is off the hook.
So yeah, 30 weeks. I start seeing the doctor every 2 weeks now. I weigh more than I ever have in my entire life, and I've developed a little problem with my blood sugar crashing. I ended up in a doctors office the other night and my blood sugar was at a 61 which I was told was not scary low but low nonetheless. I was sent home with a glucose monitor and some orange juice. In case you have forgotten, this little baby has a teeny vageeny so we are working out a list of lady names but will wait until she's born to pick one definitively (although I can tell you the front runners are London or Scarlett.) I have not even started her room yet nor bought furniture. Her wardrobe is shaping up nicely due to my sister's impeccable taste and the fact that her daughter is nearly 3 so she is willing to part with her wardrobe. My neighbor has also provided a drawer or two full of little pink clothes. Now all that's left is to face reality that this little girl will probably be here in 6-8 weeks. OMG.