Sadly, I had to miss swim class tonight. I’ve got a sore throat. At around 5 p.m., I actually laid in bed and thought: I only have 18 weeks left that I can even GO to prenatal swim class. Sigh.
But I have to teach at the Exploratorium tomorrow, a parent-child improv workshop, my first ever, and I’m in charge (?!?!) — so I couldn’t risk overdoing it today.
In fact, the only day I’ve felt energetic this week was the day I went out there to do a practice run of the class with Exploratorium employees (it’s a 50 minute drive from our house to there, and there is right next to the Golden Gate Bridge, i.e.: the edge of the world). Here’s to hoping we get another pregnant-lady power surge…
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