Real Life

I'm starting to realize that life goes on while I'm pregnant. When I first found out that I was pregnant i was freaked out and then mostly blissed out and I felt like I was in dream. But now it's become apparent that there's not such thing - real life is happening!

The other day I was on my way to the mall. I was on the 60 freeway, trying to change lanes to get onto to the 57 freeway. While I looked in my rear view mirror to see if I could change lanes, the car that was in front of my slammed on its brakes. I swerved into the next lane to avoid the car and ended up losing control. Nothing happened, miraculously. I just swerved side to side without hitting a thing. But let me tell you, the whole thing left an impression on me.

First of all, it's not just me now. Second, I was worried that if I freaked out too much, the stress would wear on my growing little one. My wanting to be as stressed out as little as possible has actually made me paranoid. Which is actually counter intuitive. So what did I do? I just breathed, told myself I did a good job and got the hell off the freeway...and got myself a tube of lipstick at RiteAid...then went to the Vietnamese restaurant next door and got a bowl of pho...and then saw a movie with the man.

...and yes, the Pho made it better :)