Friday night, we bought a dinner picnic and walked to Chelsea. There is a new park, the Highline, that just opened last week and we thought it would be a great place to watch the sunset and have dinner. We were not disappointed! It’s an amazing space and I am dazzled at the architect’s vision for this old above ground railway. I can’t wait to see the rest of it.
Unfortunately, on the walk over, we were both swayed by the Toasted Marshmallow Shake at Stand (oh ice cream how I’ve missed you…) and we each decided to screw the sugar ban and get one. About an hour later, I started having some cramping and thought “Oh No! Sugar is Satan and I just killed the baby with an overdose!” or….I could be having gas. Eh. Anyway, we decided to call it short and take the bus back home as I was scared of walking across town again at that point.
My acupuncturist (and doula) assured me (and the darkening line) the next morning that some cramps were perfectly normal as my uterus is going though all sorts of changes right now. She gave me the green light to walk as much as I wanted unless I was having pelvic pain. Since I tend to walk alot, this was great news–but all the same, I’m still scaling back a bit for now and also going a bit slower than I normally do.
Saturday I was hit with the fatigue that can only be referred to as “I have to take a nap right NOW“. So I did, and it was fantastic! Nothing like a Saturday afternoon nap in the sunlight with a cat curled up on you.
We were supposed to meet some friends for dinner, but I was wiped out and Chicken started her period, so we chilled out at home.
Sunday, the line darkened yet again…and I woke up thinking “I need to eat something NOW or else it won’t be pretty“. Not nauseous, just immediately hungry.
We are part of a greater NYC bloggers group that meet once a month and this was our 1 year anniversary brunch. We had a beautiful morning walk to the West Village where we got our monthly dose of good friends and food. Plus, this wonderful woman passed on her pee sticks to me so I have more things to pee on now!
That evening, as we headed to the UWS for a wedding reception, I realized that from now on I might need to leave the house with some almonds or a Kashi bar in my bag . By the time we got there, I barely made the rounds of hello’s, before devouring the buffet table…and sadly watching the tuna tartare being passed around without shoveling it in my face. Goodbye raw fish. We will meet again, but please, not for a long time–say nine months or so?
So…here are the pee sticks for your viewing pleasure. So dark. So reassuring. So Lovely.