I tried to completely ignore this Sunday, and for the most
part I managed. This was not supposed to be how my Mother’s Day went. I was
supposed to have a newborn. In my calendar hubby and I each guessed which day
we thought Max would come, and I guessed Mother’s Day and he guessed the 10th.
I see that every time I put something new in the month of May. Next year is our year. I know it. (or else
God! Are you listening?) We are now in the 2 week wait. Though I’ll admit I have
a feeling it isn’t time yet. We’ll see. I’d love to be wrong…
We spent the weekend
in Palm Springs in the 100 degree weather. I thought it was heaven. Hubs
thought it was Hell. Laying by the pool was blissful. And because I am the whitest
shade of white a person can be, I liberally applied high spf to avoid coming
back looking like a lobster. While we were out there we decided to spend the
hottest part of the day, when you can barely function because of the heat, in
the movie theater seeing The Avengers. Epic movie. I want to see it again
soon!! Make sure if you see it to stay till the very end. There are two scenes
during the credits. The drive there and back over the mountains was a nightmare
for someone who doesn’t like heights and gets carsick… so my wonderful,
amazing, saintly husband let me sleep on the way back while he drove. We got
home Sunday afternoon and spent the rest of the day watching movies, making
milkshakes, and laying in our chair.
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