What do you think the caloric needs are for a newly pregnant, still nursing mama are? Because I am fucking STARVING all the time. And not just, "hmm, I could use a bite." It's more like, "HOLY FUCKING SHIT GIVE ME SOMETHING TO EAT BEFORE I PASS OUT AND/OR STOMP ON YOUR STUPID FACE!" NOM NOM NOM!!!
This doesn't quite tie in with my lazy mom mode because I pretty much haven't been to the store in 2 weeks so all we have to eat is cheese and cheerios. We are down to the last half gallon of milk too so someone is going to have to take one for the team and hit the store. (1,2,3 not it!)
But really, I'm not it. I'm leaving tonight for New York!! I am so freaking excited I pee a little every time I think of it. I've never been to NY so I am a little nervous about getting around and have looked up about a gazillion travel sites to figure out transportation. After all of this research, however, I have decided to wing it. I get in at the ass crack of dawn and nobody else gets in for about 4 hours after me so I figure I have time to make something work. Apparently there are shuttles, cabs and buses galore so I am feeling like I will work it out. As long as I'm not hungry.
I will miss my kiddos like crazy, but MY GOD I am excited to be free for a whole weekend!! I am, of course, going to have to pump while I'm there, so The Infertility Brigade (a nickname I have given our group) is going to attempt to have at least one person pumping at every famous landmark. I think it's an important quest.
Lots of amazingly yummy things to eat in the city! So you and the babe should be covered. Have a great time with the girls! :)
ReplyDeleteDude, the biggest shock of this post to me is that you have cheese left at your house. That is the FIRST thing gone in mine!!
ReplyDeleteOnly time I've been to NYC, I was 21, standing on the curb, trying to look confident and "wing it" - and a mom and her 3 daughters (who were all in their 30s or so it seemed) asked if I wanted to chip in to hitch a ride in their limo. They were on their annual girls' trip, and thought I looked like I could use a ride to Times Square and my hotel. I got to pay what I would have paid for a taxi, and instead I drank champagne and laughed my ass of while the ladies picked our their "fake girls weekend names." *fingers crossed* you fall into a similar situation .
The Infertility Brigade. I like it.
Have no fear, we will get plenty of calories in your face this weekend! GO INFERTILITY BRIGADE. Pretty sure you are like the general of the brigade or something since you named it.
ReplyDeletejust ran across your blog and wanted to say how excited i am that someone else got a Bfp after ditching the devil that is clomid and moved onto the the natural approach!! irony is I got my bfp in july 2011 and am now expecting in march 2012!
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