Shalane brought up a good point in the comments of Rebecca's announcement. I don't put up info about my pregnancies, not sure why, I probably overdid it with Anna and now am overcompensating.
But there is a good story I have to go back to tell you-
So you may remember I went to London with Ben in April, I was only a few weeks pregnant - hadn't been to the Dr. yet - but I was plenty sick. Sick sick sick. Combined with jetlag, I was just barely keeping it together the whole trip.
So at the end of our stay Ben ordered an Uber ride to the airport which was a solid 40+ minute car ride through London early in the morning. By the time we got dropped off at Heathrow I was done. I stood there, as the car drove away, shaking my head at Ben who was ready to do his airport thing - he does it so well. I knew that if I started walking, I would regret it. And yet, standing still I also regretted it. So in the early morning, at the drop off lane of Heathrow Airport, I tossed all the cookies in my tummy. And at the end I desperately needed something to wipe my face with, so I cracked open a zipper and pulled out a pant leg from my luggage, cleaned myself up and stuffed it back in. Then fetus, Ben, soiled luggage and I and all walked in to start a 14 hour travel day.
I'm glad we can laugh about it now.
But there is a good story I have to go back to tell you-
So you may remember I went to London with Ben in April, I was only a few weeks pregnant - hadn't been to the Dr. yet - but I was plenty sick. Sick sick sick. Combined with jetlag, I was just barely keeping it together the whole trip.
So at the end of our stay Ben ordered an Uber ride to the airport which was a solid 40+ minute car ride through London early in the morning. By the time we got dropped off at Heathrow I was done. I stood there, as the car drove away, shaking my head at Ben who was ready to do his airport thing - he does it so well. I knew that if I started walking, I would regret it. And yet, standing still I also regretted it. So in the early morning, at the drop off lane of Heathrow Airport, I tossed all the cookies in my tummy. And at the end I desperately needed something to wipe my face with, so I cracked open a zipper and pulled out a pant leg from my luggage, cleaned myself up and stuffed it back in. Then fetus, Ben, soiled luggage and I and all walked in to start a 14 hour travel day.
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Toni! Oh my gosh! You are the best! Such a non complainer haha!!! Congrats on baby!!!
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