I probably could qualify for the high jump today. Tonight at church, I was talking with some ladies in the kitchen. As we were chit-chatting I notice a movement across the floor out of the corner of my eye. I asked "Did a ball just roll in here or was that something else?" The lady standing in front of the sink quickly jumped up ON the sink and said "That was a rat! It ran under the refridgerator." ..................I DON'T LIKE RATS..........I DON'T LIKE TO TALK ABOUT THEM........... I was standing next to a TALL island in the kitchen and JUMPED on top of it PRETTY FAST!!! I remained sitting there for several minutes, even though our Bible study was about to start in the next room. When I finally worked up the nerve to get down---knowing I was going to have to pass the refridgerator to get into the other room and knowing the rat was still under it---I COULDN'T get down. I looked around and spotted a step stool. An older lady got it for me and it was just the right height to kick my feet off the island onto. I got down and practically RAN out of the kitchen.
NOW ladies, I DO know that I"m nine months pregnant. I DO know that I shouldn't be climbing on things. I DO know that I shouldn't be running. AND I DO know that I certainly shouldn't be afraid of a rat. BUT I DID do those things and I AM afraid of rats and mice. They absolutely disgust me and I don't want to be anywhere close to them. If it makes any of you feel better, Baby Girl is just fine--moving around tons sense then, and I am fine, too. Although, tomorrow I might find that I pulled something, but I don't think so.
P.S. this is a side note having nothing to do with the afore mentioned incident. I was working with one of my new kindergarteners today and he is African American. I told him "My name is Mrs. Brown." He laughed and said "THAT'S FUNNY! You look like a white woman to me!"
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Okay, you know what you should and should not do, so I won't lecture you.
As for the little boy, that's HILARIOUS!
When I was at WELL into my pregnancy, we were at a youth ministry convention in Nashville. They let us out for lunch, and i was starving. Another couple with us were also expecting, and Tammy and I were determined to beat the crowd to lunch. So, we ran up the down escalator and got in front of everyone. You should have seen the looks we got from those people. But, I HAD to eat and i HAD to eat soon! Our husbands lectured us sternly (rightfully so, I admit), but I have to say that they were eating pretty heartily too!!
I am glad you are okay, and that you got away from the rat. They carry diseases. You were just protecting your baby girl!
Good for you! You aren't so pregnant that you can't get around when you have to!
The next time you see that little boy, you need to tell him (in your best ebonics) that you may look like a white woman, but if he ever laughs at you again, you are going to be sure and "tell yo mama!"
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