I'm pissed

We don't know if/when we're going anywhere.
We're not in the hospital's power grid (that's the next block over).

Our laughable "plan..." we have no timetable and have made no preparations and my husband has work this evening (don't even get me started). We may go to Prarieville, LA which sounds like the kind of place where lots of trees fall down in a hurricane. It's right outside Gonzales. A friend has offered us their other hotel room in Laurel, MS. Some people actually book multiple rooms in advance of the storm. Imagine that. Didn't we do this once before? Why do I feel caught unaware?

My doctor sent me from my Thursday visit with a copy of my chart. I guess that's a green flag to go somewhere else and have a baby.

Is it not hard enough just to bring a new little person into the world, and our lives?
Sometimes I wonder why things have to be so extra hard around here, and it just has me pissed.

I'm off to hear the latest...like I haven't listened to the news all day yesterday.