32 years young!

So Saturday was my 32nd birthday. It's the age I will be when I finally become a mom! Aghh! Scary and exciting all rolled into one! I got a facial and a massage to commemorate the event but the massage was less then memorable. Nathanael booked it for me and specifically stated it was to be a "prenatal" massage. Well when i showed up the lady was clueless to the fact that I was pregnant until she read the form I filled out. It's like hello, did you think I just had an abnormaly big belly because I'm a freak? Anyway she was really nervous, she kept saying "I don't want to hurt the baby". Riiiight...I don't want you to hurt the baby either but I thought you knew how to do this stuff? Imagine if someone came to see me for therapy and I kept saying "I see you're crying but I don't want to discuss your depression". She avoided my lower back, thighs, and feet...the three areas that hurt the most of course. Then when she was working on my shoulders she would say "you have a knot here but I don't want to work it out...I don't want to hurt the baby". So basicaly I got a light rub down on my shoulders, calves and arms. Gee thanks. I have a gift certificate to Pampered Pregnancy http://www.pamperedpregnancy.net in Upland so I'll go get another one done there in a few weeks. Hopefully since pregnancy massages are their specialty I'll get a REAL massage next time around.

Here's my 32nd birthday/7 month tummy pic. We have graduated from oink oink status to moooooooo that's for sure!