Holy Mackerel! (I love that saying only because my dad says it all the time so it has started to infiltrate into my own conversations with myself prompting amusing imagery of my dad).
I am insanely busy. We have a HUGE complicated case going to trial in three weeks. It's in federal court and it's kind of a big deal. But it involves so many intricate layers of federal and state claims that my brain is constantly fried trying to wade through jury instructions and what we actually need to present to the jury. Oh and there are motions in limine and 3+ hour meetings of trial strategy on a frequent basis and witness prep. Oh yeah, and I have my other work too.
Today was a 12 hour work day trying to play catchup on other litigation cases. Thank goodness everything I'm working on involves things that I really enjoy doing. It makes my days so much happier and makes the time fly by.
And then on top of work, there's the kids, and trips to the park, and running, and our primary family car breaking down an hour from home, and a broken kitchen sink which resulted in leaking all over our basement and total replacement of all the pipes (yay for husband and father-in-law who did all the work).
We are also preparing for a road trip to attend a family reunion. I get the feeling I'll be packing one hour before take off.
I guess I have to go now. I have to be up in five hours. Seriously, who even has time to be pregnant? (I haven't remembered to take a prenatal vitamin since I was 10 weeks along...oops).