Right after Christmas we headed to Loon Mountain to visit our friends the McCulloughs and see their kids. We both get skiing fever. Our heads start spinning, should we look at Condo's, are we going to be a ski family. Who else will be up here, it's only 2 hours away, wow this is great! OK, back to earth, I have to get this baby out and we plan (god willing) to have at least 1 or 2 more in the near future. I am too old to wait. So really am I going to be a ski bunny while pregnant for the next 3 years? OK, we'll hold off signing the P&S on a new ski condo. Dave isn't working this month either so we'd probably better save our pennies.
We spent New Years at the Rands, playing "headbandz" with the kids, eating a ton of appetizers and then watching entirely too much Tosh.0. I love Tosh.0, he is hysterical. We debated his sexuality and why half the time he is naked. We flipped back and forth between Ryan Seacrest and Tosh until Midnight then called it a night. The next day was the Frosty 5, a New Years day race in Salem that kicks off the race series. I really want this dumb race sweatshirt so I wanted to make the race to have it qualify. My good friend Amber joined me and off we went. I wasn't sure how fast I'd go since I'd had a lousy run a few days before but all in all a great race. I had to walk for half a mile but I'll take it. RUN Forest RUN is what I keep thinking as Dave again follows me on his bike and takes pictures. We saw our niece and nephew after that and I would say its a successful New Years Day!
I am feeling fine this whole time except for the 7 days in November. Dave builds a snow cave with the mountains of snow we were getting. Ah yes, I should note, we've received sooo much snow already this winter, more than I've ever seen. I was suppossed to take clients to see the Celtics but yet another snow storm hits and they can't make it. I don't like being inside for too long so I drag Dave and we take the train into see the game. It was SOLD OUT, not a seat was empty. People were tired of being cooped up.
One weekend we head to visit the Regan's in NH. They are always a breath of fresh air and I know I can get a work out in up there. Their beautiful home is newly renovated so you feel like you are in a hotel. Their kids, Annika and Carson are the cutest. The next day we go cross country skiing in New London, it's one of the best days of skiing I've ever had. OK, I wasn't flying off the moguls but the weather was like being out west and we came upon this little cabin after an hour that served organic turkey chili, hello AWESOME!!! The Regan's are master skiers and emmm we are not so much but we got 2 hours in and felt like a million bucks.
The end of the 6th month, it all catches up to me. All this good fortune and feeling good creeps up on me on 1/19. I am headed into the city to meet by boss for some meetings. I make sales calls for a living so this is not unusual. I get up maybe an hour earlier and get on the train only to be blind sided by dizziness, nausea and a almost total collapse. I had my jacket off and am fidgeting on the train trying not to pass out. For anyone who takes the commuter rail, knows it can be a bit claustrophobic. I start to pass out (mind you NO one says a word to me) but we are pulling up to the Chelsea stop, I gather all my stuff and sprint off the train. All I could think was get me out of here, get me out, I can't pass out on the train. I get out in the snow, tear my jacket off and lie on the bench like a homeless person for 30 minutes until the next train comes. Dave says he'll come pick me up but I had 2 huge meetings that day and my boss was in from NY. She is a great person but I don't want to let her down. I am now going to be late for my meetings and my blow out is wrecked from being drenched in sweat. Good times!!!! I fly into the office, grab a snack and fly off to meetings. She is circumspect on why I am not wearing my jacket. I tell her I need to take it easy and fake feeling good through my 2 meetings. I get through it then throw myself on the train home though I am scared to death it will get me again. From this day on I have these "spells". They happen at all times of the day and I can't pin point why. I often have to lie on my work floor behind my door until I feel I can get upright again.
Ahh these are the things that happen with babies. Onto the next month!
Photos:
6 Month Photo
Crossing Country skiing with Kristina
The Celtics game
Snow
Frosty Race
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