Dragon Lady makes a scene at Starbucks!

Ok, so today is not one of my better days. This morning I attempted to get dressed. It sounds simple enough, most people can handle this task – I however am struggling. (I think that getting dressed is one of my least favorite parts of the day) At this stage, I am growing at exponential proportions, so a three-day weekend lends to a problematic Tuesday. I tried on my biggest maternity shirt, thinking that this is my for-sure feel good shirt. Alas, my belly is hanging out below the shirt! What?!? How can this be! So, I put on several layers of clothing to hide this enormous belly of mine. I don’t care that I’ll be really hot most of the day, I will NOT have a belly hanging out under my shirt. Ok, now I’ll put on one of the two pairs of pants that I can wear. However, the belly band is now too small and it rolls into a suffocating rubber band-like waist which is causing me to waddle more than I would like to. I honestly thought about wearing my black yoga pants, thinking no one will notice. 15 horrible minutes later, I am finally dressed for the day (I had to take breaks because I was getting worn out).

Then my sweet, unknowing husband cheerfully walks into the room politely asking for me to help make the bed. No sooner did the words leave his lips, then dragon-lady reared her ugly head and breathed fire across the room. Why dragon-lady? Well, after my sarcastic retort, that was Jay’s nickname for me. Luckily, we both laughed it off and survived the ordeal.

This day needed a “do-over”. So, I decide to go to Starbucks and get my favorite chai latte, just to start the day over on the right foot. As I am walking out to the car, the lid pops off, extra hot coffee was flailed everywhere, my car has a milk bath, the inside of my car now needs detailing (which I can’t do because I can’t bend over), I had sticky tea on my hands and belly, and my purse needs to be cleaned. I took a moment to take it all in, not sure if I should just throw the rest of it in the air because what’s the point now? But a calm came over me, I just laughed it off (along with the three other people in the parking lot that witnessed this debacle) put on my best pouty face and with my head held high walked right back into Starbucks and asked if they can fix my drink again – I needed another “do-over”.