This was the start of my own version of "The Glad Game." You know, the game Pollyanna plays after she received crutches instead of a doll in the missionary barrels. She seemed to be able to make lemonade from lemons, I guess I should try too.
Now I feel like my life has been one big game of Glad.
Here are some of the things I've been glad I can do or go back to doing:
- Glad I can start going back to my pole dancing classes (once my dear AF starts).
- Glad I could drink a green beer on St. Patrick's day.
- Glad I can drink at our friend's wedding later this week - get drunk even, seeing as how the wedding will be at the hotel we're staying in.
- Glad I can go back to taking Aleve seeing as how the Tylenol, which was the only pain reliever I was allowed to take, doesn't work for me.
- Glad I could sign up for a Pin-Up Girl photo shoot at the studio I work at that is being held next month. I mean, who's ever seen a pregnant pin-up girl before?
- Glad I can go on vacation this summer and not worry about being in my third trimester.
- Glad I can chill by the pool this summer.
- Glad I can eat chicken, deli meat, spaghetti sauce, and dessert without feeling like I'm going to hurl.
It helps. But it's no substitute for what I'd really rather be glad about.
