We set off on Sunday, after I checked and rechecked my suitcase eight million times, said an almost-tearful goodbye to Otto, and a less tearful goodbye to Bill. Although I did make the mistake of watching a couple of episodes of Air Emergency! during the past couple of weeks, I did not hyperventilate on the airplane, and our trip down was smooth. My grandmother met us at the airport, and vacation ensued.
Here's what we did during the week:
- went to the beach three times
- drank eight bottles of wine
- went out to lunch or dinner five times
- drank wine at lunch and dinner as well
- walked on the beach
- shopped at Target
- went to the movies to see Mamma Mia!
- shopped at John's Pass (a tacky-ish tourist attraction)
- ate Panera for breakfast
- read
- watched lots of reality television
- ate calamari at four of the five restaurants we visited
- went to the beach on our last night there to catch the sunset, which was breathtaking
And I arrived home last night, pretty happy to be here. I missed my dog like crazy (because of the fact that I am, you know, crazy), and I missed my husband too. I missed my bed because sleeping for a week on a pull-out trundle bed in a room that is heated up by the computer that is on all night right next to your head with pillows that are not your own can get a little old. And I even missed work a teeny little bit. I am actually looking forward to going in tonight to see what babies got well enough to go home while I was gone and whether we got any new ones to take their places. There was one baby I was worried about when I was leaving, and I am hoping that my return tonight finds him either home with his family or on his way home this week. And I missed my coworkers a little bit and can't wait to show off my tan!
Oh, and I have restarted Weight Watchers yet again because being the fat girl on the beach is a humbling experience. And Bill and I are talking about actually trying to get pregnant in the next few months (I asked if we could use August and September to get in shape and then start trying in October, and he was amenable to that), so I would like to lose some of this non-baby weight before I have to put on some baby weight. I don't know that I am 100% ready to have a baby, but I also know that we are not getting any younger, and in October, we will have been married two years, and it's never really the right time to have a baby, and I know I do want to be a mom. So after a nice discussion last night about just when this will fit into our lives, it seems like we will be trying that out sooner, rather than later.
Okay, I think that is my entire update for y'all. Check with me on Thursday, when I am once again sick of working and once again longing for the beach! Actually, I should be okay for a while. This is, after all, just where I should be...
4 comments:
You are right - it never seems the right time. Even after you are pregnant you think "Am I ready?" and after the baby comes you think "Can I do this? What was I thinking?" but then you look at that little face and know it couldn't have been any other time.
I wish you luck!
OOH! So excited you and Bill are going to start TTC! There is never a 'right' time. Heck, I'm being induced tomorrow and I'm still not sure that I'm ready but I know it will all be ok and it all works out. Remember how screwed up and scared I was after I had J? Well it does work out, trust me!
-Amy
holy crap, it's been almost 2 years already? I remember seeing your wedding pictures on your blog! insane!!!
do you have a different take on babies because of where you work?
also, from what I know of you (over 2 years of reading what you write) I think you'd make a fantastic mother.
congrats on everything! hope to hear about a baby on the way soon. I know it sounds scary and very grown up, at least that's the way I think of it, but I bet you will love being pregnant. Er, that's coming from someone who has never been, so I should shut up. But some pregnant women look so cute! Sounds like you had a great time too.
Calamari! Mmmmmm!
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