Monday.....

Ok so it's monday should I say anymore. My weekend was way too short, and was spent at kiddie birthday parties. Now usually I am a super trooper ( meow) but when you are almost 8 months pregnant with a summer cold and a 6 yr old you tend to be a little on edge. The first party was at Good Ole chuck e cheese. What better way to spend your saturday when you have a cough and a headache, but with a bunch of screaming kids and a big oversized rat who tried to rub my belly, yeah he almost got punched. But I survived... and so did he. So sunday Party # 2 was at the bowling alley. Ok I might have never realized this until I was pregnant but bowling alleys are really really gross. I mean its like I could smell dirt. I was grossed out and my husband just though it was funny. But the girl had a good time and thats what mattered. Although I am pooped she had fun. So now its monday and I feel like I partied like a 6 yr old rock star.