Got up early....got to the airport in plenty of time to catch our returning flight home after a nice week (except the last two days when AF showed up) not thinking about work or not making babies. We get close to our gate and i notice a lady pushing a stroller with a 2 year old in it and also about 7 months pregnant. Yep, she's lucky enough for this to happen to her....she proceeds to be on our flight, right in the row across the isle (did i mention AF came 2 days ago?). She proceeds to scream/scold her child about sitting down and to stop moving so much....we weren't flying yet! Pre-coach your kid....bring something (other than the ipad that is suppose to be off) to entertain him....yelling at him makes it worse for both of you! Basically, she was the poster child for the mom you'd never want to be and or have as your own. Did i mention it was a 2.5 hour flight? Lovely. The best part was her shirt:
"I make babies....what's your superpower?"
What a heartless, horrible shirt.
P.S. AF is done now and I will have to call the doc tomorrow to get us in.