Busy day

 We went to the last of three group meetings for first time expectant parents today. The meetings has been good, and it's nice to meet other people in the same situation, but at the same time we've both had a bit of trouble connecting with the other parents cause we're so much younger than they are, and quite a few of them seem to have quite swanky jobs :/ Afterwards we had a health/growth check with the same midwife who held the meetings (who is also 100% convinced that every single one of the mothers are going to rip during birth. She's also retiring next month) and my blood pressure was too high, 150/85. So, extra check-up again on friday.

We had lunch with hubby's father, they're working on a project together, and then I went on to go buy a foam bed for the changing table and a breast pump. And I'm fucking furious. I went a long way to meet up, and then the woman selling the things hurries us both by parking in a way that obstructs traffic, so I didn't really get a chance to look everything through properly and when I get home I notice that the fucking pump is dirty,  broken and an much older model than what she'd claimed Ò_Ó it works but you can't adjust the sucking strength...