I had also mentioned a trip from home and wanted to highlight a visit from Spencer's youngest brother, our sister-in-law, and niece, Maggie. They came down the first part of March. I am always excited to have visitors! Unfortunately, I had pictured a more fun visit. I had been really sick the week before and my house had fallen apart. It was not as organized as usual when they came down and that always puts me out of whack. We did get to see the Confederate Cemetery off of exit 97. And we took them to Stone's River Battlefield. Bo is a big Civil War buff (I guess Ben has it in his genes) so we wanted to take advantage of the history of the area. We had also planned to visit either the zoo or the aquarium. It was pretty cold that weekend so the zoo was out. I don't think the kids would have lasted very long. I have been dying to check out the aquarium in Chattanooga. We decided to give it a go. It was doomed before it ever got off the ground. First, we packed a lunch but I needed some paper plates and silverware so we headed to Wal-Mart (GRRR). We get to WM, it is on the way, no big deal, I have forgotten my debit card in my jeans from pumping gas the day before! I am VERY bad at not putting it away, just ask Spencer! He would like to wring my neck sometimes :) So we have to head back home, WM is not that close, it is a good 20-30 minutes away from the house. We were supposed to leave at 9 am so we could be there when it opened, I don't think we left until after 12. I have a recurring nightmare about not being able to get out of - 'just enter whatever here, sometimes it's a box or a tight place or a city or whatever'. I was actually living my nightmare. I was very frustrated.
We are finally on the road and are within site of the aquarium when Cait starts to complain that her stomach hurt. Not 2 seconds later she vomits ALL OVER the van, herself and her booster seat. UGH! Nasty! We pull into a parking lot and proceed with the clean up. It takes awhile and I have no extra clothes for her. (Side note: While at home grabbing my debit card I had a thought to grab extra clothes for her. I ignored it thinking 'Why on Earth would she need extra clothes, she's been potty trained for 2 years now'. Lesson learned!) We have to find a Wal Mart (GRR) to go buy her new clothes. By the time I exit I am feeling so nauseous. I haven't felt that bad since I was pregnant with Matthew. You know, I may be stubborn and spoiled but, I know when I have lost. I throw in the towel and proclaim the trip cancelled. I feel so sick! I felt really guilty too because I know my family came down to have a good time, and I was just not up to it. We get back home and Matt starts to get sick as well. 3 family members down 2 more to go! Bo and Andrea came home a bit later, they stopped at a firework store. Bo, Andrea, Spencer and the kids set those off that night. Of course the kids threw-up and felt better immediately but, I get to just feel like death and not get any relief for 2 days! In those moments I swore I would never get pregnant again! I will never deliberately feel like that again. It was awful! The visit it a blur, I had some sort of 'sick hangover' for the whole thing, from not being over being sick before they came and then from the stomach virus. I promise it isn't always like that here. I just hope they attempt another visit and I can prove how fun I really am. Oh, well, some things just can not be helped!
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