So the other day I was looking for my camera so I could take a picture of my belly. The camera has been all over the place following me so if I go into labor I will have it. The last place I saw it that day was in the car, but when I searched the car it was no where to be found. So as pregnant women do, I started crying hysterically, and could not stop. I knew in my head that the crying was not going to bring the camera back but I could not stop. I remembered that the camera got moved so my sister could sit in the car. When I called her she said she remembered my husband putting it in the trunk. After 30 searches of the trunk we could not find it. The only other place it could be is in a bag that we threw away in my in-laws dumpster. By the time we realized this it is eleven o’clock and to late to go to his parents and search a dumpster. So finally my husband manages to calm me down. (Thanks by the way if you are reading this) The next morning we drive out there and my husband searches the dumpster and finds my camera.

Just shows how you really do not think straight when prego.