Since I am married, my husband and I share holidays. This year we did Thanksgiving in Boston and we will do Christmas here.
I am very afraid of flying and usually I take and anxiety drug or have a couple of glasses of wine to calm me down. This time since I am pregnant I could do no such thing. It was hard. Especially since we had a connecting flight. That's 2 take off's and two landings. The one thing that I was able to figure out to help calm me down is that if I use ear plugs it is a lot easier.
So we made it. (Which is not surprise considering flying is much safer than driving, but knowing that still does not help)
We had a great time. We had a wonderful Thanksgiving dinner at my mother's house, which I was unable to eat much of due to nausea. We saw family friends who were all in town from all over. We saw our great friends John and Noreen and got to see their Christmas tree all decorated, we were able to pull John away from studying for Law school and drag them to my mom's house for a party and then when I did not get enough to eat and needed ice cream we went and got some. And lastly we saw my best friend Alicia and her 2-year-old daughter. Seeing Alicia was amazing for me, because I truly miss her and because she already went through pregnancy and has all the advice in the world for me. We also were able to raid all her baby stuff and use it for our child. We got pounds of clothing, and baby necessities. Seeing her 2 year old really made me feel great, she is adorable, smart and growing way way too quickly.
I think that this trip to Boston made me notice the differences between St. Louis and Boston. I was also sad because my mom and best friend and our really good friends all live there. Since I am emotional and needing family a lot I found myself trying to find a way to stay. I know intellectually that it makes no sense to move here. We are trying to have a life here in St. Louis and the cost of living is a lot more expensive. But emotionally I wanted to move back home. And unfairly whenever I am now upset about something I threaten my husband and tell him that I will just go and have this baby in Boston.
As for St. Louis I am trying to make it home, trying to make and keep friends and hopping that this time next year I will be Thankful that we stayed and made it work.
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Awww... I was just thinking about Alecia and her kid the other day (hope they're well) after I saw some old friends in Portland for my thanksgiving who have a real sweatpea of a 8-moth-old. BABY FEVER!
It was so awesome to see you guys! Next time it better involve a little rugrat, then ice cream will be even more fun!
i hate flying too. If you find yourself having to go it again without the drugs and booze, may I recommend downloading and listening to a meditation podcast? Headphones drown out the creepy plane noise, and a soothing woman in your ear telling you to breathe deep and relax really works wonders. I wouldn't have made it to italy and back with out it.
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