Wednesday, October 28, 2015

The Trip We Aren't Taking

Earlier this spring, I lobbied hard and finally convinced C that we should take that "big trip" to Europe that we've been daydreaming about for years. I scoured travel sites and Groupon and found a great deal on a week-long trip to Ireland, which is a total bucket-list location for both of us. We crunched some numbers and did some brainstorming, and on the last day of April, a Thursday night I remember vividly, I finally got my darling husband to say okay and commit - we would buy the tickets and go the first week of November.

I kid you not, the next day, I took a pregnancy test that turned out to be positive (oops, spoiler alert... not). I was completely not expecting it - I was fully prepared to see the same single line that I'd been seeing for several months, and the double line shocked me. I've never written that story out here, but needless to say, it took a little while for me to gather myself together (and take several more tests, just in case). There were approximately one million thoughts swirling around in my little brain... one of which was, what about Ireland?!

Humph. JUST when I'd finally convinced C to pull the trigger, we got the biggest, most surprising news of our lives. It was a bit of a buzzkill, I have to say!

When C came home from work that night, the first thing I said when he walked through the door was, "I guess we can't take that trip in November after all." He was a little confused until he saw the pregnancy test laying on the counter!

Don't get me wrong - I know that we still could have gone on that trip. But honestly, traveling to one of my dream locations while 8 months pregnant is NOT how I envision that adventure. Visiting the Guinness factory and watching everyone else taste beer is not my idea of fun. Waddling from site to site, out of breath and tired, does not sound like a fun vacation to me. I'd much rather put the whole thing on hold, and plan it again for when I can fully participate and enjoy myself. Sounds a smidge more fun!

We are still going to take a "babymoon" (I hate that term, seriously), but it's going to be a little more low-key, and a lot closer to home. We will have a great time, and I'm really looking forward to it... but in the back of my mind, I'm thinking about the fact that I should have been packing for a trip to the Emerald Isle right about now! Instead, I'm planning what I should pack in my bag for a hospital trip. Pretty sure both trips are high on the list of "life changing," just in very different ways!


Kelly said...

I can't think of a better reason to postpone your trip than to have a baby! But I can definitely sympathize with the disappointment too. My husband and I went to Austria when I was 15 weeks pregnant with our first kiddo and that was hard enough... I hope you have a great time on the babymoon! <--I seriously cringe whenever I say that too!

Sharon Cooper said...

Lol I know you will see Europe again one day. I do have some hot, sweaty, waddling, huffing and puffing type memories of our FIRST trip to London. I was about seven months into the game with YOU!!