At four thirty this morning, coinciding with Eli's THIRD waking of the night, Jim departed for Orlando for a work conference. Yes, for those of you good at retaining details, this is the trip we were ALL supposed to go on. But alas, hotel plans and flight plans changed and we weren't going to be able to bring my little sister along to keep me company without booking a separate room. In the end it seemed like a bad idea, perhaps, anyways, for me and two kids and my nineteen year old sister to have to sit around the hotel for five days until the conference was over just to spend a day or two at Disney, especially when the kids are really too young to appreciate it anyways. But STILL. Pout.
I stocked up last night on groceries and baby food and yummy smelling hair products to comfort me until Jim returns. Also to ensure I don't have to leave the house for supplies while he's gone. I mean, I occasionally DO venture to the store with both of the kids, if they're both in good moods and fed and well rested and the stars all seem aligned, but I certainly don't want to risk running out of sweet potato puffs and milk when they are both cranky and petulant.
Guess what else I'm all stocked up on? These. Thanks to Swistle's recommend, I ordered up twenty of these bad boys several months ago, just because when I'm breastfeeding and have no periods, I like to make ABSOLUTELY sure I'm good to go before I indulge in a glass of wine or anything. (Anything meaning SEVERAL glasses of wine or possibly a White Russian, not, like, STREET DRUGS.) Of course, now that I have a period again, I shouldn't need to worry, right?
Except that I should say, I HAD a period. Now I am drumming my fingertips on the table, counting and recounting the days, and yes, friendly, reassuring, predictable as clockwork period, you should have been here YESTERDAY!
This is not the right time for Mother Nature, hormones, or stress to be screwing with my head.
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Man, I'm sorry about Orlando.
I always think about Disney too, but then I remember how I went when I was SIX, and uh, I DON'T REMEMBER IT AT ALL.
So that makes me want to wait.
A freind of mine went to college near Disneyland and everytime we visited her my other friend would make us go to Disneyland. I remember always noticing that any kind under 5 or so seemed more annoyed at all the waiting and over stimulation than enjoying the magic.
I hope your week at home goes well!
You know, I have only taken one pregnancy test in my life ever. I have never had a legitimate pregnancy scare. I am thinking this makes me odd.
And the first time I went to Disney, I was 5 and sister was 2 and the ENTIRE family got the stomach flu. Did I mention we drove to Florida from Texas? So we had to drive back. With the stomach flu. At least that didn't happen!
We can’t wait to take the kids to Disney; neither of us has ever been there. I know we’ll do it sooner than later just because we can never wait.
Also, STREET DRUGS!! Lol!
Yes, I know, all the books say wait till a kid is at least seven, I think it was, until venturing to Disney. This trip would have been more about ME and how I am OBSESSED with Epcot. Clearly, I peaked at seven and have not really moved beyond that stage of childlike wonderment.
Also, I don't mean to imply that I think I AM pregnant. One day late is not a legitimate pregnancy scare. Unless you're home alone with two kids, one of which is not even a year old yet, and another baby is not in the plans for awhile, and then anything at all can turn into a scare. But I know. Nothing to worry about.
Ooooooooo I am SO CURIOUS about the last part of this post! KEEP US POSTED.
BUmmer about Orlando!!
Keep us posted on the not scare...
I distinctly remember that we had to wait to go to Disney until the youngest child in the family was done with kindergarten. Then she could walk around without having to be carried or need a stroller, etc. And she was tall enough to ride all (or almost all) of the 'big' rides.
But I totally know how you feel about wanting to go for you -- I haven't been since I was ten and I would give my right arm to go back!
I have so been there with the panic. In fact, I seem to be there most months. You would think I might learn. I think it has confirmed that two children is the right number for me, but I just can't quite make it permanent yet.
This is only my first baby, but having him has definitely re-calibrated my previously perfect cycle. Perhaps Eli has just wreaked a little havoc.
I'm sorry you didn't get to go to Disney, but I know someone who just took her two-year-old, and I they didn't really get to do much. Of course, this time next year my mother will be taking my two-year-old to Disney--whethere i like it or not. The kid was in a coma and she was whispering about the Magic Kingdom in his ear. That woman has a one track mind.
Bummer about Orlando. Just staying in a hotel and eating out would have been nice. I've always been a little lazy about tracking my periods, so I've never really had a scare, just a surprise!
Checking back on your "not scare"....
My husband went to Disney for a convention this past April (even stayed IN Disney), and I really wanted to go but realized with the littlest one it probably would not have been a good trip. I am still a little bummed, though. We're waiting until the kids are older.
Man, you already know this, but I am WITH YOU on the scare thing. One day late is DEFINITELY late enough to trigger long, complicated thoughts about "What if I am?"---sometimes even with projected due dates. Good girl stocking up on the tests.
I bought a small handful of those tests from Swistle's recommendation. And I will admit that I've used a few already. Stupid irregularity!
Too bad you didn't get to go to Orlando. I can't wait to take Zachariah someday, but he just wouldn't enjoy it now...and neither would we if he was with us.
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