Monday, September 10, 2012

Reflections of the Past

I don’t know if anyone is like me in the fact that I always remember details associated with specific events, times, and places.  Two years ago today we were getting ready to leave for Jamaica.  Kevin was just getting home from his poorly timed conference in Chicago, and I was running around like a crazy lady trying to get everything else in order (cats and dogs taken care of, my bags packed, getting last minute things together, etc.)

When he was gone, I would get home from work at 3 to let the dogs out and finish the end of my day at home.  I remember sitting in our front office with the windows open and the sunshine streaming in.  I took our dogs for a walk / run each night to get myself and them some exercise (I was in crazy “get my body into awesome shape to feel ok sporting a bikini” mode).  There I was, running with 150+ lbs of dog carrying me along.  I was happy, and never felt freer then during those runs with the puppies.

The night before Kevin came home I drove to Giant Eagle to get myself something healthy to make for dinner.  I called my best friend Danielle on the way.  She picked up the phone and said “OMG.  Are you pregnant?!?”  “No”, I responded with a laugh.  “Why would you ask that”?  She said, “You called during dinner time, I just thought you may have big news!”  How silly of her, I thought.  Little did I know how right she was.

The next morning, I was trying to get our last minute stuff taken care of.  I needed to go to the OB’s office and get my blood drawn.  Then  I had to run to Meijer and get last minute toiletries, run to the mall and get a pair of shoes, and then go home, get the car loaded up with the dog crates, beds, dog food (and dogs!) and take them an hour away to our pet sitter.   I walked back into the house after dropping the dogs off and almost cried.  I felt so sad to walk into this empty house.  I bet it was those pregnancy hormones already kicking in.

Kevin got home late that day and I tried to explain it to him, but couldn’t.  We went on to have a great trip which ended up being a blur, due in large part to the copious amounts of alcohol flowing all week! (Sorry K & K!)  It just always surprises me how I remember these small, seemingly insignificant details about the few days before we left on our trip, and all I can think is “I can’t believe I was pregnant during all of that”.  It’s funny the things the mind hangs on to.

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