I'm fine. It's been a week. This past Thursday, Nick and I took a little mini-vacation to Vermont. Just one overnight. It was great. Very relaxing, very not-kid-friendly, very something we couldn't do if we had two kids (or at least it would be a lot harder to convince my mom to take two small kids instead of just one). Here are some pictures:
Relaxing at the B&B before dinner.
So that has certainly kept me from feeling sorry for myself. At Simon Pearce yesterday I made a crack to Nick about my old, infertile body and he was all "hey, hey, don't say that..." I had to clarify that it is much easier for me to deal with things through humor. Besides, bad things are (or can be) funny. It's not funny to talk about having a great marriage or whatever.
Speaking of funny, Sascha thinks I am Julia Roberts. She watches this video on YouTube of Elmo and Julia, then likes to act it out later. She gets me to say "Hi" like Julia does, and she takes over the rest (both parts). But now she calls me Julia! Last night I put her in time out and left the room, and she started screaming "JULIAAA! JULIAAA!" Oh HELL it was funny. Dude, I will totally take that.
Otherwise, I feel fine. I think I expected the miscarriage from the moment I saw the positive-ish pregnancy test, so it wasn't nearly the blow it was the last time around. I've been distracted though. I spent the morning crying over my college friend dying of cancer (I think I mentioned this recently); this morning I found out that he has just days left. It's a sobering thought that he sometimes doesn't recognize his wife or daughter.
So that has certainly kept me from feeling sorry for myself. At Simon Pearce yesterday I made a crack to Nick about my old, infertile body and he was all "hey, hey, don't say that..." I had to clarify that it is much easier for me to deal with things through humor. Besides, bad things are (or can be) funny. It's not funny to talk about having a great marriage or whatever.
Speaking of funny, Sascha thinks I am Julia Roberts. She watches this video on YouTube of Elmo and Julia, then likes to act it out later. She gets me to say "Hi" like Julia does, and she takes over the rest (both parts). But now she calls me Julia! Last night I put her in time out and left the room, and she started screaming "JULIAAA! JULIAAA!" Oh HELL it was funny. Dude, I will totally take that.
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6 comments:
Your pictures look amazing, and you look beautiful and relaxed...and skinny! I'm happy for you that you are taking things in stride. It's not easy for you I'm sure, but you seem to be working on making peace with things. It's admirable. Love you!!
(I didn't expect a reply that quick!)
You're such a trooper, thank you for having this blog here for other women to use as a haven. Sometimes we CAN'T always talk to our other halves, you really put yourself out there and God only knows how many ladies you're helping.
The trip looks like exactly what you need, and you look amazing.
Thanks so much, Abby.
I agree with Ana and Claire and I am also so jealous of your mini getaway! I need to do that and eat at those places!
Great photos, you look super relaxed! You go Julia!
Kiwi Karen
Hope you are okay Abby!
ABBBBBBBBBBBY! Shut up, you. I see the pictures, you look MAHHHHVELOUS! Look at how trim and slim your arms are! And your hair is grand and lush. Your husband looks smokey and mysterious (maybe the no-flash, whatever). No muumuu for you.
Love the feet-on-dash, but you did get the best seating. Beautiful.
-I was an only child, and a true latch-key child WAY before I was a Service Brat, no big deal, I got $$$ for not causing trouble and doing chores without supervision. You and Nick are awesome.
Chris Mc
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