Emotional pain? Bring it. Psychological challenges? Bring it. Muscle pain? No pain, no gain. But give me a leg wax and I develop a trucker mouth and sweat like someone lit me on fire! (Which is one of the reasons why I finally did laser hair removal – money well spent!)
Based on this, I’m a bit concerned as to how I will fair at giving birth. No, not concerned. I think the word I’m looking for here is, TERRIFIED.
First, I’ll have to forewarn my Dr. and the nurses on staff of my trucker mouth syndrome in response to pain. My guess is that there will be a few variations of the F-WORD, a JESUS CHRIST! and some HOLY SHIT! slung around during intense labor.
Second, I’ll be sure the epidural is pre-ordered and then pay, threaten or kidnap the anesthesiologist to wait outside my door.
The time is coming soon, so I’ll spend some time “visualizing” an easy, painless birth. That will work, right?
I love all things Clint. Please tell me you’ve seen his ‘Gran Tarino’. He’s still got IT after all these years. Characters with a quiet, cool, anger. Very powerful. And fun to watch.
Good ol’ Dirty Harry. Hasn’t there been someone in your life you wish you could have done this to? But instead you probably either cried alone or yelled out of control.
Funny commercial. Isn’t this the part where you hold your kid down and sit on him (like you do a misbehaving dog) and stare them in the eyes to let them know you are the alpha dog? No? Hmm… guess I’ll have to read up on parenting skills or maybe learn some karate moves.
You know what it’s like. You work all day and spend time with your co-workers and all you talk about is business, money and what needs to be accomplished. Yeah, well that’s Joe and I lately. So we were in NEED of a little getaway. A date night, if you will.
I’d had this Groupon purchase for a gondola ride in Huntington Beach that I’d made months ago and with it’s expiration date looming around the same time the baby is due, I thought for sure it would end up in the garbage bin, never a gondola ride to be had. But then Thursday was expected to be 85 degrees and I just HAD to force a date night upon us! I decided it just wasn’t proper for us to be all work and no play when we have a baby on the way. We should have SOME down time to hang out and talk about ANYTHING other than what work and to-do’s we need to accomplish. And didn’t we deserve a celebration of our ONE BIG project down?
Our date night started at 3:30pm with a ride down to Huntington Beach. It took us an hour and a half to get there! An HOUR and a HALF! So right from the start of our sacred date night we were all, “No wonder we never go out in LA! We could have stayed home and enjoyed this last hour and a half relaxing instead of fighting traffic!” Only, we wouldn’t have relaxed if we were at home. We would have been on our computers or tackling some sort of to-do item. It’s hard not to when an unfinished project is staring you down in the face calling out “Hey, lazy ass, you don’t have time to relax! Get to work!”
In the car at least we were miles away from our screaming unfinished projects. And once we we made it to our destination and started our private gondola ride, the drive was totally worth it. It was such a beautiful day, our gondola “driver” was funny, sang Italian songs and made us kiss while we went under the bridge. “It’s good luck”, he explained. Something about being on the water and feeling the warm sun is so relaxing.
Afterwards we drove a little further down the coast and found a great restaurant in downtown Huntington Beach to watch the sunset over the ocean, one of my favorite things to do. And we only slipped up and started talking business ONCE before we nipped that conversation in the bud! For those few hours spent in the warm sun while floating on the water in peace and then watching the sunset while eating delicious food and spending relaxing time together, it felt more like a mini-vacation than just a date night. And all seemed right in the world for an evening.
The stress level around here has gone from a 10 to about a 4. One huge “project” (for lack of a better word) that’s been going on for about 3 years has been completed. One BIG thing we don’t have to think or spend time on anymore. Whew! hat a LOAD off. It finally came to completion last Friday and it’s success is slowly sinking in day by day.
Joe and I have both been sort of in awe saying things like, ‘Wow, this feels really good. I still can’t believe it’s over.’ And OK, yes that feeling was magnified by the beautiful weather, a whole house scrub down from the cleaning lady, the last tax document emailed out, and other previous looming “to do” items checked and completed, but I KNOW it’s 99% due to the success of the BIG project because before this, we probably wouldn’t have even NOTICED the beautiful weather or if the house was clean or dirty.
Now we just have ONE BIG project left to finish. But it’s currently on track (knock on wood) and we hope not to have any derailments. And It’s OK with me if this great feeling of contentment only lasts for a few days or weeks. And this may just be the calm before the storm of sleepless nights with a crying baby, but I don’t care. I’m. Savoring. Every. Moment.
