Tuesday, June 26, 2012

Summer 2013

Let me start by saying I have easy, easy pregnancies and really cannot complain at all. I feel absolutely fine and normal until I start to get a belly and then the last 8-10 weeks I have aches and pains, can't breathe well, get heartburn, etc. So really nothing compared to what other women deal with.

BUT, even an easy pregnancy has no-nos. And last night I got to thinking about all the things I am going to do next summer when I am (hopefully, fingers crossed, please dear God) NOT pregnant. For the first summer in three years. Here's what I've come up with:

1. Go to theme park or fair and ride every ride until I puke. Jamie and I were discussing plans for a visit to his parents' in Orlando next month and he suggested going to a Disney park. I voted for MGM because it has the best rides. Oh. Right. I can't do those.

2. Lay out and get tan. Not that a pregnant woman can't tan really. It's just that laying out is tricky when there's a watermelon in your belly. I have not worked out the logistics of where my two babies will be while I'm tanning. Please don't bother me with reality.

3. Drink margaritas. I'm not a big drinker, but I do LOVE the occasional frozen margarita in the summer. And I miss them. I went right from pregnant to nursing full time to pregnant again without ever satisfying that craving.

4. Go out on the lake - any lake will do. Last summer Jamie's uncle posted pictures of his family out on their boat swimming and jumping off rocks. It looked SO fun! I asked Jamie if we could go with them one time. Then I remembered that jumping off rocks is generally not recommended for expectant mothers. Next summer, we're so doing it even if I have to steal a boat from someone.

5. Lay on a blanket in our yard. Not that I can't do this now, but every time Anna and I go outside to relax and enjoy the warm weather, I realize I'm a little limited. I can't lay on my back or stomach. I have this strong desire to lay on my stomach on a blanket in the grass. Ahhhh.

6. Play tennis. When I was very young, I attended tennis camp one summer. All I remember is bouncing the ball on the racket, sweating. So for most of my life tennis = hot and boring. Then Jamie reintroduced me to it while we were dating and - surprise! - I like tennis! But for the last two years every time it's been nice enough outside to play, I've been knocked up. Next summer, my goal is to play a lot with Jamie and maybe even find a girlfriend who likes to play, too.

In the past I've written about my tendency to live for the future instead of in the moment. I may be indulging in that particular character flaw right now. But hey, a girl's got to have dreams, right?


Cyndee said...

So, next summer I should come for a month so I can watch the girls while you and Jamie go boating and play tennis and Jamie can watch the girls while you and I tan and drink margaritas! :-)

Shannon said...

You forgot: Go to Mom N Tots camp where you can: Do a high ropes course, lay out by the pool, hike a mountain, take a trail ride. . . all while having wonderful counselors watch your kiddos:)