Friday iPhone Fun almost didn’t happen at the Schile house. Yesterday morning as I was leaving to take Eva to kindergarten, Vincent to preschool, and myself to teach Jazzercise, G announced that he wasn’t going to be able to meet me at the AT&T store that afternoon.
“Wait,” I said. “WHAT?!”
“I can’t get away,” he said. “We’ll have to go tomorrow.”
“No!” I said. “We have to go today! They’ll be gone tomorrow! It’s important!”
“It’s not important,” he said, looking straight at me.
“I’ve been waiting for two years and I’ve done all the research,” I said. “It’s important to me!”
As I left the kitchen, I added one more comment. “You’re mean!”
The conversation, not off to an admirable start (I think I’ve been hanging around too many kindergartners), only went south from there. Now, I normally pride myself on not whining, not begging, and not making people feeling guilty for things they have to do.
Not this time.
I pulled out all the stops. I mentioned the way my back feels like it’s broken every day. That I’m six months pregnant and still throwing up. I’m not sleeping well. I don’t ask for anything. I’ve been miserable for six months. I haven’t had any down time lately…
I know: Poor me, poor me, pour me a drink….(if only!!)
Anyway, as shameless as it all was, I guess G decided that losing two hours of work was not worth sending his pregnant wife over the edge for. In the end, he met me at the phone store and we each came away with the new iPhone 4S. I then spent the rest of the day and night as planned, loading my apps, learning the new features, playing around with the camera, and getting my old iPhone all set up for the kids with more games and learning activities.
Not my proudest day, to be sure. But sometimes a pregnant wife has to do what a pregnant wife has to do, and it isn’t always pretty. 😉