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This week’s sentence is: “The most memorable Valentine’s Day I ever had was….”
Next week’s sentence is: “I get so frustrated when…”
The most memorable Valentine’s Day I ever had was two years ago. First of all, it’s not because it was that magical or anything, it’s just that what with my maternally compromised brain functioning, it’s the only one I have any clear recollection of.
I was about 8 weeks pregnant, and I felt like total crap. I pretty much hated all food, I was tired all the time, and I cried every time I heard Unchained Melody play on the 1960s Music TV Channel. You know, your typical first trimester stuff.
Izzy was 4 years old, and it was pretty difficult to pull the wool over her eyes. I felt tremendously guilty that I was such a bummer of a mommy, and I was concerned that she would be worried about why I never felt well enough to eat dinner with them anymore. But at 8 weeks along, and with several previous pregnancy losses, there was no way in hell I was letting the cat out of the bag to her. We’d already had 2 ultrasounds due to my history, and I was fairly confident things would turn out okay, (In case you were wondering, they did. Enter Sophie.) but I still wanted to wait until 12 weeks to tell Izzy.
This proved to be rather challenging, due to the fact that two days before I peed on the stick, she lifted up my shirt, patted my belly knowingly and said, “There’s a baby in your tummy.” (I’m dead serious. The child is beyond intuitive.) The two month long charade was excruciating- somewhere around my ninth week we were watching Wheel of Fortune after dinner and I found myself scrutinizing a contestant who may or may not have been pregnant. As if reading my mind, Izzy asked, “Is there a baby in that lady’s tummy?” I told her I wasn’t sure, and then she added, “Is there a baby in your tummy? It looks like there is!”
I had heard that one’s belly tends to “pop” sooner with a second baby. Truth.
At any rate, I was feeling so guilty that I had been such a crappy, lazy, slacker mom who didn’t even have a solid explanation she could present to her four year old, that I decided we should have a surprise Valentine’s Day party for Izzy.
One day I called the husband at work and said, “I think we should have a surprise party for Izzy. I’m just….feeling…(gulping back sobs)…so bad that I have been…(sniffling)…such a bad mommy to her…(blowing nose)…these past few weeks…(openly bawling)…and I want to do something nice for her!” So we did. We decorated, bought all the pink Princess crap we could find at Target, splurged on more sweet treats than were regularly sanctioned, and threw her a big bash.
She really was surprised and delighted with our efforts, and I was surprised to find out that she and Daddy had gone out to buy special things for me, too. (Why do I continue to be unprepared for these celebrations? My husband always has something nice for me on special occasions like our anniversary, and I always end up looking like a thoughtless, ungrateful jerk. Well, better than the other way around, right?)
The party was a hit, and the following weekend Shawn and I went away on our annual 3 day trip to Estes Park, a short drive away from where we live in Colorado. We are lucky enough to have my parents, whose enthusiastic willingness to babysit provides us with the opportunity for a short getaway, and we always look forward to a weekend of shopping, excellent dining, and relaxation.
Thanks to my first trimester malaise, I pretty much slept 2/3 of each day during the whole weekend; I preferred to be conscious only when reading the Girl With The Dragon Tattoo books, my primary means of entertainment during our holiday. Every time we went to a restaurant I would flee to the bathroom and sob because everything on the menu was so unappealing to my morning-sickness contaminated palate.
Guess what? This year on Valentine’s Day, the good husband and I will be taking that same 3- day trip to Estes Park, sans children, for the first time in two years. It will be our first time leaving our sixteen month old, which will likely be emotional for me. However, it will also be the first time in two years that I am neither pregnant nor breastfeeding, and I will be making up for our last trip with my zeal for culinary delights and wine. I am hoping that this Valentine’s Day will knock 2011 out of the “most memorable” category. Stay tuned!
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I left a whole comment before and Host Monster went down as I was submitting it. But just wanted to say that this was one of the cutest and nicest ideas. I absolutely loved all the pictures of the party you threw for Izzy. And I truly hated nausea during both my pregnancies and had for weeks on end for both and still remember it all too well. Truly don’t miss that for all the tea in China!!
Oh man, I didn’t know you had several pregnancy losses. That had to be so, so hard.
You and Izzy, both, look so cute in that picture. I love your pigtails.
That’s amazing that Izzy just knew.
I hope you guys have a great V-day trip! Beautiful post!
Yeah, it was rough, but as things tend to do, it worked out in the end! It is pretty amazing that Izzy knew without being told. What a kid.
That is such a cute idea…I’m sure she’ll remember it as the best Valentine’s day party she had too!
Enjoy your getaway!! Sounds like loads of fun!
A wonderful read as always Stephanie. It’s so easy reading your writing. You have such natural flow. You could write about anything ANYTHING, like picking up dog poop, or washing the windows and I would be engrossed from start to finish! I hope you guys enjoy your kid-free trip to Estes Park this year – I know you will. Be careful or you may soon be keeping another BIG secret from a 6 year old and a 17 month old 😉 Happy valentines!!
That is truly the nicest compliment anyone could give me. Wow. I really appreciate that, as I find your posts to be thoroughly engrossing as well. And as for you last comment- HA! Yeah…good point… 🙂
Goosebumps to “there’s a baby in there”. This was a SWEET post. Congratulations on the third baby as well. Have fun on you’re trip – you’ll be fine. Just looking forward to enjoying what’s on the menu should be VERY exciting 😉
Hi there, cute story! I loved it all, the idea, the photos, everything! I was also very impressed with your writing ability, you paint live pictures with few words!
Memorable: “pink Princess crap”…”sniffling”, “sobbing”, etc. that is really a gift that many writers would love to have! Have a good day and enjoy your trip!
That is one of the nicest comments ever- wow! You just summed up everything I could ever hope to accomplish with my writing. Thank you so much!
That’s sweet how you threw your daughter a Valentine’s party…and this year, sounds like your getaway will be great! Enjoy all the eating…:)
This was just the loveliest story. You made me tear up. It was just so dear the way Izzy knew you were pregnant after lifting up your shirt and patting your belly and that you did that party for her. *sniff*
I couldn’t be happier for you that you are getting to go on your getaway this year! I hope you enjoy every. single. second. (and eat to your heart’s content this time!)
Izzy knows all and sees all. Be careful in later years as your secrets will be known to her! She is a child with extra sensory perception. Use it wisely. Teach her all the numbers on the Powerball card and let her choose! lol I hope you guys have a great getaway! I’m sure your hubby will be happier with you there, instead of always in bed or the bathroom, as you were last time. lol Great post!
Awww….I LOVE that Izzy knew there was a baby in there. So cool. And I love your description of calling your husband with escalating tears about how you needed to throw Izzy a surprise Valentine’s party. You’re so cool. Although the fact that you can look adorable wearing pigtails? Totally not fair.
Oh, and we didn’t tell anybody (and I mean anybody) that I was pregnant until I was almost five months along. Really.
Have a great time in Estes Park! Yay for the wine!
Enjoy your time together at Estee Park! Wow, Izzy’s really sharp. A true gift! Thanks for sharing!
That is so sweet that you could plan a sweet one for your elder one…pregnancy can sure bring in the worst of with all those hormones.
So gorgeous. I got all emotional reading it and I’m not even pregnant THANK GOD. Your daughter sounds like a real old soul! Either that or she’s hiding a crystal ball somewhere. Great post and have fun on Valentines Day …