gross but true

I hesitate to share my harrowing President's Day with the world, but it is my blog so N'yah.

I woke up at about 4am Sunday morning with that terrible woesome overwhelming oh my god I am gonna ralph feeling. It ebbed and flowed until about 7 when I found myelf a shaking, sobbing, wretching wreck. The one overwhelming statement that kept echoing in my head, "Why is this happening NOW??" Steve had an important meeting and performance appraisals to complete and let's not forget that he is also going on vacation for a week, so staying home with me to care for Caroline was simply not an option. I still don't know how we got through. At one point I literally crawled up the stairs with her in my arms to her crib, where she cried and I cried while spending more time with the gods of pukedom. She did sleep for an hour on my chest downstairs, getting up with her was not exactly an option, and then in the afternoon she was down for two blessed hours in her crib while I curled up in the fetal position on the couch. Caroline was an absolute trouper considering that her playmate spent most of the day wrapped in a blanket shaking from chills and changed her diaper exactly twice. Meal time was a challenge for me, but we battled through and Steve made sure that she got extra food at dinner time to make up for my inability to smell kiwi fruit or yogurt.

I was unable to complete any of the last minute things I wanted to do before we jet off to Mexico, but Steve came through and finished the packing, put the bags in the car, and cleaned the house up. I owe him exactly 2 billion dollars for this because it allowed me to go to bed before 8:30 and seriously I don't know what I would have done had he not rearranged the carryons and helped me seperate liquids into the required quart size ziploc bags.

I feel a bit better today, that is to say I am keeping things that I ingest where they belong, and I am at work trying to tie up my loose ends. I am hoping to steal away later this afternoon for one quick catnap before I pick her up and head north. We'll see how that goes.

Otherwise, we are ready! I am just wishing I could be a little more excited about the trip given what the last 24 hours have been like. I'll get there.

Seriously though, what do I have to complain about, this is where I am going to be for the next week! An onboard celebratory bloody mary may not be in my future, but that pool and beach look pretty comforting don't they?

Stay tuned for the PV recap including the harrowing details of our first flight and what is sure to be an overwhelming number of photos!


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