Monday, June 25, 2012

Real Life Resumes: Fun In The Sun Tour 2012


At least I think it will be the final trimester. And by "final" I mean "there will never be another trimester for me in my lifetime". A conversation this weekend still has me pondering if I really want to shut the gates for good. Signs are pointing to yes but as they can't be reopened, I need to be super sure. And I'm getting there.

Sullivan will be here in 2 months 4 weeks and 2 days OR 13 weeks OR 91 days, however you like to slice it. As of today, he's about 2 pounds and the size of a zucchini or eggplant, and his immune system is rapidly developing. If he's like his mom, he needs all the help he can get in that department. And he's still practicing his breathing, getting ready for the outside world.

Now is the time I should be monitoring kick counts to make sure he's nice and active in there but...there's no need. He's ALWAYS active! The moves he should be making in an hour, he's making in a minute. They also say now is when my belly button might pop but nope. It's right where it belongs, despite my uterus being the size of a basketball now. Yikes!

Yesterday we returned from Fun In The Sun Tour 2012, also known as our mini-vacation to Salt Fork State Park. I think it was a smashing success from beginning to end, outside of a little sunburn and a diamond falling out of my engagement ring. The boys (including Todd) had a blast and Spencer was a total peach. Tom and Carol are the best travelling companions because they're soooo laid back. It was exactly what we all needed.

Hanging with mom and dad in the cabin.

1st hike to Hosak's Cave.

Pool time!

Drying off with dad.

So sad to leve Salt Fork...even with his new owl.

Fishing with dad and Aiden at home (North Park).

I took one million pictures since it was Spencer's 1st vacation but I posted most of them on Facebook so this is just a taste. A little pre-planning made it possible for me to relax as well over the weekend which is a good thing because from this point forward...chaos. Only a few weeks until his birthday party and a whole boatload of things to get ready. I can't think about it too much or I'll cry.

I cried last night for the 1st time in a long time. But I can't get into that. I need to roll with how I was feeling. It's not something I want to blather about here. Maybe I'll talk to a friend just to get it out of my system. I fear if I put it on this page, I'll just keep on reliving it...and it's something I have to live with anyway. I don't need to pour salt in my own wounds, you know?

So trucking along...

I have my Glucose Test today so I'll be fasting from 12:30 onward. Hopefully everything is gravy and I don't have Gestational Diabetes. I'd love to say I won't have it but this pregnancy hasn't really been all smooth sailing. So we'll see what my blood has to say! My stomach is saying it doesn't want to drink that thick, orange garbage. Sigh.

4 days until my next OB/GYN appointment.
41 days until Spencer's birthday party.
44 days until Spencer turns 1...and goes back to the Oncology clinic.
88 days until my last day at work.
91 days until the C-Section.


  1. Yay! Glad you had a fun mini-vacation! I wish we could have made it down. We talked about it but then everything went all crazy crazy.

    Did you find your diamond??

    1. Sadly, no. I didn't notice until the drive home. There's going to be a very fancy raccoon at the park! The jewelry store should replace it. I'm just rockin' the wedding band for now.