Ramblings of an Overheated Preggo

It is hotter than blazes out there! I'm not really sure of what "blazes" are but I am confident Manhattan is way hotter than them today. (cue Will Ferrell's voice: Manhattan. It's so hot right now. [name the movie!])

This happening would not surprise me today.

I went to pick up the first half of my order of baskets for the nursery and am so glad they only had half my order in stock. Those little baskets get really heavy in bulk! There is absolutely no way I'd have been able to carry all twenty baskets (I am using a lot of baskets in the built-in shelving so we don't need furniture). As it is, I'm leaving half of the half of my order at work and will take them home tomorrow (yes, that would be a quarter of my order. I can does maths!). I barely made it back to work with the baskets in this heat. A new coworker kindly offered to go with me next time to help, which was incredibly sweet of her. I probably should have taken her up on it but I'd be going at lunch and would feel bad taking up half her lunch hour.

Especially in this godforsaken heat! (Is the heat itself godforsaken, or are WE godforsaken for having to suffer in it? Discuss.)

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A man offered me his seat on the subway today. Perhaps I've made it past the "Is she fat or pregnant?" phase that seems to have been holding men back. In any event, I was very grateful to accept.

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On the train in to work this morning, I saw a pregnant woman filling out the paperwork for the daycare we decided to go with. I immediately panicked that I haven't done so yet and am now totally paranoid there will be no spots for us in February/March. I'm hoping she was filling it out for the other location, but it lit a fire under my butt nonetheless. Now if I can just remember to do it tonight instead of jumping in the pool and then immediately collapsing on the couch in air-conditioned bliss.

Have I mentioned it's hot?