A Turkey-less Thanksgiving

Early last Monday morning, Scott and I headed south to Florida to spend Thanksgiving with his family....in Disney World! The in-laws graciously took us and Scott's sister, husband, and toddler to the happiest place on earth for the week and we had so much fun.

We visited every park and rode practically everything that you can at 8 months pregnant and Scott, with no word of complaint, pushed me around in a wheelchair so that I wouldn't have to walk too much. He's so good to me.

On Wednesday night our little 2 year old nephew was sick with a stomach bug. Then Scott's sister and her husband got it Thursday night. Then Friday afternoon, Scott's mom left Epcot because she wasn't feeling great. I suggested that since we were staying in the same room as Scott's parents, maybe we should head out earlier than planned if Scott's mom ended up sick. An hour later, we got a text message from his mom--she had it too. We decided to avoid the hotel room at all costs and we headed to Disney's ESPN Club to watch the Iron Bowl. About half-way through the 3rd quarter Scott and I realized that the sick feeling we were both feeling was completely unrelated to Bama's decision to give the game away. So we made the judgement call to drive back that night. We were back at the hotel about 7:15 and were on the road by 7:45. Scott was almost sick several times on the drive back but we made it home about 1:00 am.  Neither one of us was feeling well when we got home so we went to bed with a double-lined trashcan, two glasses of water, and a can of Sprite on stand-by. I even had Lysol and Lysol wipes ready in the bathroom in case we needed a middle of the night clean-up. 

I woke up about 6 am to use the bathroom. Neither one of us had gotten sick so far. Then I woke up again at 9:30, drifted back to sleep and slept til.......11:15. I am 8 months pregnant and I managed to sleep in til 11:15! I was shocked when I looked at my alarm clock this morning. It seems that both of us not only escaped the bug but I got more sleep than I have in a very long time--what a blessing! 

We're still being cautious. I sprayed the suitcase down with Lysol before touching it. All of our clothes from the trip are being washed in hot water. Toothbrushes have been sanitized. And after a quick trip to the grocery store, I'm back in pajamas and lying on the couch. 

So after a wonderful, fun trip with some wonderful family members, we're home and we're well. And I am thankful for that, even if I didn't get any turkey this year. 

31 Weeks

It's been a long time since the last blog update, but I have an excuse...

I'm tired.

My work schedule is exactly the same as it was last school year, but seems exponentially more difficult. I go to a preschool in the mornings, work from 8-12, come home for lunch, then head to my afternoon job where I work from 2:45 to 5:45 running an after-school program.  Pre-pregnancy I was running 4 miles on my lunch break, showering, and eating and was on my way out the door by 2:20. It was no problem to run errands after work or to have the energy to cook dinner when I got home....but pre-pregnancy and 8 months pregnant are two very different things. 

Now, if I want to run errands, grocery shop, or clean the house, it has to happen between jobs. I'm too tired and my feet are so swollen that additional standing is out of the question. Most days I try to get dinner ready mid-day and almost every week requires planning so that I can get everything done. For instance, yesterday after eating lunch I exchanged things at Target and went to Hobby Lobby before the afternoon job. Today, I stayed home and cleaned, put up baby gifts, and caught up on thank you notes because I knew that this evening we were going straight to childbirth class. 

So that's my excuse for the lack of blogging....by the time I reach the end of the day, I am so worn out that I just haven't made it a priority to sit and blog. But since my grandma asked when in the world I was finally going to blog, I thought I would make sure it got done tonight. (Sorry Grandma!)

Lots of pregnancy fun has been had around here...we had a wonderful shower at the church a few weeks ago. The church blew Scott and I away with the love and generosity that they showed us--we are so blessed to serve at our church! The nursery is in a state of limbo...the crib is assembled but the mattress is propped against it still in the wrapping. Clothes have been organized in piles but the dresser still needs to be painted and moved upstairs (hopefully this will happen this week!) We traveled home to Birmingham this past weekend where my sister and mother hosted a lovely little shower with family and friends. It was so nice to see my grandparents and spend the weekend with friends that I rarely get to see. We came home loaded down with goodies and an antique dresser (my grandmothers from when she was little) for the nursery.

 

And here I am at 30 weeks. I haven't taken many photos of myself pregnant because, to be completely honest, I don't really love the way I look. I hope that doesn't sound terrible--I am very aware of the fact that pregnancy is a gift and a blessing--but I'm 5 feet tall. I don't carry as gracefully as some of my taller friends, but that's okay. I know this too shall pass and soon we'll be holding our little girl instead of watching her roll around in my belly every night. 

I still haven't written about our Thanksgiving plans and my ideas for some unconventional Christmas decorating, but that can wait. I'm going to prop up my swollen feet and try to sleep!