I can't stop thinking about them. For the last week, I've had horrible cravings and dream about the mango strawberry frutistas. They're fantastic! I'm getting worried that the T-bell drive thru lady is going to know my name by the end of this pregnancy :)
I have another ultrasound tomorrow. I'm grateful that I have so many opportunities to see the baby but the frequency of dr's appointments seems to be pissing some people off around here. I stay late and make up the time, so I really don't see what the problem is. A co-worker who I confide in on a regular basis told me not to quit my job because every job has problems and whatever I move to might be worse than the current situation. Is it possible to be at a job that you love, a place where people treat each other as human beings and not just a number of productivity?