We got back yesterday from our mini vacation to the coast. It was really nice and we had a lot of fun. We went with my BFF Brandon for his 30th birthday. We went to Corpus Christi which is right on the gulf in Texas. Corpus doesn’t have the prettiest beaches, but hey, a beach is still a good thing in my book. Brandon has only been to the beach once when he was a kid, so I think it was a fun experience for him, despite the less than sparkling water.
We did run into a bit of danger while we were there though. The first night I went outside our hotel to a little grassy area to sit with Brandon while he smoked (don’t worry, S was in bed) and I accidentally sat in a fire ant hill! Holy Jesus the pain. I ended up having to strip down and shower to get them all off of me. I have about 20 bites on my right foot, 7 ish on my left foot, and 6 on my right hand, including one really annoying one in the center of my palm. I’m feeling better now, but my poor feet arn’t looking so good. The next day we were trying to find a particular beach and we were using my iphone to navigate and I ended up taking us to a military base. It was very incognito and we didn’t realize right away what it was. S couldn’t see the guy at the guard booth at first and there wasn’t an actual gate or bar, so she almost just zipped right in! I can just picture the military police going crazy coming after us. Luckily she stopped and the guards were just as confused as we were. There was a sign asking for id, so S asked, “Do I need to show you my id?” And the guard just looked at her, clearly waiting for her to state our business. After an awkward silence, he said, “Ma’am, this is a military base.” Oooooh. “We are just looking for the beach!” He gave us complicated directions on how to get to a beach, which none of us could really follow, and we high tailed it out of there. Close one!
Once we did get to the beach, we got in the water and were having a great time until something bumped S’s hand, making her shriek. She thought it was a fish at first, but then we saw that it was the top of a jelly fish. And it wasn’t alone. We took that as a sign that it was time to get out of the water. Luckily, S did not get stung. That would have been horrible.
In other news, I felt baby Jude kick last night! For the past two or three days I’ve been feeling little flutters that I thought were him and then last night he kicked really hard and I could feel it! It made me laugh with joy, it was such a cool feeling. I haven’t been able to feel it since, but I’m hoping that I will again soon.
Today S and I both had off work and we went and registered for baby stuff at Babies R Us. It was really fun, but a bit overwhelming. I think that we did a good job of not being silly and just registering for everything we saw. We also started looking into birthing classes at our hospital and are also considering taking a Bradley method class for natural child birth. It looks interesting, but it’s 12 weeks long so we need to pretty much start this month or at the beginning of October, so we need to decide pretty soon here. Anyone taken a Bradley Method class? Any feedback would be appreciated. Wow, it makes the next 19 weeks seem so short when you think about not being able to finish a 12 week class with enough time to be sure you will get through it all before the baby. S is now more than half way to the finish line and has more time under her belt than she has left! Crazy town!