Third Time's a Charm
Two years ago today, we were on vacation with my family. We were newly pregnant and excited. Little did we know what lay ahead.
One year ago today, we were on vacation with my family. We were newly pregnant and nervous. We hung out with my brother and his fiancee and fed pickles to seagulls.
Today, we played with our amazingly wonderful, sunshiny girl. We took her to my mom's in the afternoon, and then left for 2 1/2 hours for our first date since her birth. We both sat in the front seat. We ate divine food without interruption. We realized we had no idea what to talk about, as our conversation for the past three years has revolved around getting pregnant, staying pregnant, being pregnant, or having a baby. So, we talked about Natalie, and tried to remember what we did before we began the whole crazy process of trying to have her. We missed her.
After our lavish meal we dashed through a tremendous rainstorm to the car and returned to my mom's to find that Natalie had been wailing inconsolably for the last 20 minutes. We assumed she was overtired, and began trying to soothe her to sleep. After several minutes, she looked up and, finally realizing that we were both back, began hiccuping her way towards calm. Within minutes she was smiling, chattering and trying to eat our noses. She missed us.
This anniversary beats the others by miles. If only we never had to leave her. Anyone got a spare million to donate to the Jen and Cait Never Go Back to Work Fund?