a week of fun madness

I am 26 weeks pregnant. And not acting like it one bit. In fact, I have been acting like a maniac and having tons of fun while doing it this past week! At the expense of my poor muscles, overwhelmed brain, and baby-in-utero's tiny little heart rate perhaps.

Last weekend we drove to Anaheim, CA for Nova's first Disneyland Adventure. We had a great time! Stayed at The Sheraton Anaheim with Brett's brother, Eric, his wife, Haley, and Nova's cousin, Ellen Jane. After a long day of driving, we had dinner and wandered around Downtown Disney, watched fireworks. Sunday all day in Disneyland, followed by dinner at Benihana (best dinner ever: Nova loved the cooking and food, then danced around the restaurant like a crazy party girl.) Next day, half-day in CA Adventure Park with a highlight of an Aladin Musical performance. Then another couple hours in D-Land including Nemo, Pirates and a Parade, and dinner at Ariel's Grotto where the little ones got to meet all the Princesses. More time wandering CA Adventure Park and finally rest at the hotel. Did I mention I rode two terrifying rides that day? Oh, pregnant women are def NOT supposed to do that. In both cases I had no idea what I was getting myself into. I nearly gave myself and my baby inside a heart attack twice that day. But it was fun! Tues morning we had a "Character Breakfast" buffet at the Grand Californian Hotel then drove all the way back home. Upon returning we did not rest, but carved pumpkins and made dinner! For the next day was Halloween! First day home, I should probably have been resting while Brett was at work and Nova at daycare. But no - I drove to The City for a Prenatal Apt and Glucose Test. Then I parked the car in the Inner Sunset and took a bus and then an underground metro into downtown. There I met up with my big brother, Eddy, at his office on the 9th Floor of the Flood Building. We watched the hugest, loudest, most exciting parade ever in SF history: The 2012 World Series Champions Parade for the Giants! (for their 2nd win in 3 years!) Super cool experience but hanging out of a window 9 stories up, looking down on Market Street is probably also NOT something a pregnant woman should be doing! Hence more near heart attacks. Had lunch with my brother and went shopping, then smashed myself into a crowded metro and headed back to my car. When I got off the train I had to pee sooo bad so I ran into a random bar on Irving Street and used their bathroom. Of course a small kidney stone popped out and I fished it out of the toilet, washed it and kept it to give my doctor. (I pass these about every six months, people. Don't worry about me, I am a pro and have been dealing with this since I was 12. Yes, gross. Yes, painful. But does it stop me? Hell No.) Barely made it back to Pacifica in time to pick up Nova from daycare. Took her home, dressed her up like a black cat, decorated the house for trick-or-treaters to notice us, and made dinner. When Brett got home he took out our 'little black cat' to get candy (he missed last year so it's great he was able to trick-or-treat with Nova on his own this time.) Yesterday housework, bills and groceries, babysat Nova's friend, Toggi, and had taco night with Brett. Today, slept in!!!!! Then house work, tons of emails and PMC work. Getting ready now to go babysit Nova's cousin, Ben in San Francisco cuz it's my brother's birthday and he and Dena are going out on the town. Hopefully Nova and Ben go to bed somewhat easily tonight. But I doubt it. Tomorrow Nova has ballet class in the morning. After that, I may just die of exhaustion. Or take Nova to the beach! :D

Do you think I'm overdoing it just a bit?