I got an e-mail from the art history chair chastising me for having to resubmit my thesis three times. It should have been perfect the first time, and I'm wasting their time with simple mistakes. I did not handle that well today. I think I've had three crying spells in the last 24 hours, and I'm not much of a crier. But in the end I've spent too much time on this to not finish it...so Thursday will be another wrestling round with the multi-media lab. If I fail again, I'm just submitting a paper copy.
Tomorrow we get to see the babies! We have another ultrasound appointment with the perinatologist. Then Friday I have another doctors appointment. I get both of those every two weeks now, as the time draws near!
And I just have to say, if anyone else mentions anything along the lines of "well good thing you're a big healthy girl" or "thank goodness your large bone structure can handle two" or "you and your husband are pretty big people so the babies should be healthy," or compares me to my petite sister-in-law, I will literally punch them in the nose. And then laugh, kick their shins, and make them buy me a popsicle, and maybe rub my feet.
Shelley, I'm so sorry that you've had such a struggle with submitting an electronic copy! What a pain. If you have questions about how to do stuff, let me know. Jeremy showed me how to do a lot of the formatting, bookmarks, etc. I might be able to help you...
ReplyDeleteAnd sorry about all of the lame comments, birth stories, etc. It's awful. I got so sick of comments about my size, unsolicited advice, etc. I totally empathize. The barrage of comments and advice definitely does not make the third trimester more pleasant.