Week 14, Day 0

We just got back from our anniversary vacation, and I'm so not ready to go back to work tomorrow. Tristan and I had a lot of fun celebrating ten years together, but I was off work for two days before the weekend, and this was a tiny test run of how things might go during maternity leave.

Granted, I only took a day or so before hand to make sure everything was in order, and when the Big Time comes hopefully I'll have been winding down and preparing my temp for a couple of weeks, but I know from the flurry of emails I responded to on Off Day 1 that I didn't get the safety net spread over everything, and there will be some catching up to do tomorrow to get everything back on an even keel. I'm going to have to make some modifications if I'm going to make my maternity leave go as smoothly as possible at the office, but not so smoothly they won't want me back! That's all I need, to get a temp who does my job better than I do.

Still, it was nice to get away for a few days. Only had a minor emotional meltdown all weekend, nothing at all like the sudden volcanic fit I had over the Oklahoma public school system and how certain I was that our poor Baby is going to grow up ignorant and stupid. Ah, hormones. I probably shouldn't have voted this year; I was too emotionally invested in the outcome, and boy, did it show when the results came in. But I made it up to Tristan this weekend with pleasant company, good food, and lots of sightseeing. And one eensy-weensy upset spell over my obviously awful and unhelpful navigational skills, but he brought me out of that funk just in time to enjoy our movie, so it all worked out in the end.

One downside of being pregnant during vacation, aside from no grown-up drinks at the fancy restaurants, is how early and often I got tired. I had to sit down and rest at every venue, and by the time it got to be about 9:30, I was ready to head back to the hotel (which as it happens, isn't such a horrible thing when you've already eaten and you're not able to go out to a club or anything anyway).

Thank you for 10 wonderful years, Tristan. There were ups and downs, but it was more grassy hills than roller coaster ride, and I'd happily do it all again.