The trip went well, but I actually came home a bit more panicked and unsure. First of all, New York is a walking city. You walk a lot - and there is lots to do! As my body increasingly becomes more uncomfortable to operate in, its as if I am the pilot in some sort of space-ship ... unable to control some movements, and more importantly, unable to keep up with the "old me". I couldnt walk that far without getting tired or hot (usually both). I found my heart practically beating out of my chest several times and had to rest and try to calm down (thanks yoga-breathing!). I also had the urge to pee as soon as I got up from any sitting location, despite the fact that I usually went before I sat and after I got up. Having that sort of situation all weekend was challenging, and I had this sinking feeling that the pregnancy has officially taken over our lives - instead of me being in charge there is now this mysterious other being calling the shots.
During the show, the baby kicked the entire time. It was loud in the theatre (the show and audience combined) and as we went to see Young Frankenstein there was the added features of lightening flashes and lots of "booms". It was pretty obvious that the baby was aware of the strange goings-on and decided to let me know exactly how aware it was ... for about 2 hours straight.
Then heading home on the plane I had the realization that this was probably the last time Jeff and I would travel anywhere for quite a while. We definitely like to take trips and go on vacations, and now cannot anticipate what the future holds. Adding together the impact my pregnancy had on our trip and the realization that this was probably our last trip ... I started getting a bit panicky. This baby is coming sooner than we think, we arent ready, life is gonna change, etc. It was enough that I made Jeff stop so we could buy the car seat on our way home from the airport. At least now we can take the baby home...whenever it should decide to join us.
And as if I hadnt already started getting a bit freaked out, I arrived home to an email from a friend due July 20 - who welcomed her new daughter July 6. Two Weeks Early. They generally say first-time mothers dont deliver early, but if I were to follow in her shoes that gives us a measly 10 weeks to get the house and our heads ready for the new addition. Despite the fact that we have already had almost 28 weeks to prepare for the inevitable, this weekend really jolted me into the realization of whats to come. Since its a little too late to go back now, its time to face the music and get ready (for whatever may come) in the next couple of weeks!
Welcome Sienna Rose!
Born: July 6th at 6:47am
Weight: 6 lbs 15 oz
Height: 20.5 in
