Monday, September 08, 2008

smokin' hot

California is very, very, VERY hot. Especially when you're pregnant. It is definitely too hot to take your child to Fairytale Town and the Zoo and Funderland and chase after him in the 100+ degree heat. Once you have soaked through all your clothes due to the copious amounts of sweat, you may actually start to feel a little lightheaded and have to retire to the car. It is too hot to take him to the park, too hot to take walks, too hot even to drive places because that means returning to your boiling hot car and waiting for it to cool down.

I feel terribly guilty because I know it is getting colder in Boston as I type and I should be taking advantage of these last days of summer, but I'm just too hot to deal. I end up throwing Gabe in the backyard and watching him through the sliding glass doors from the comfort of the air conditioned kitchen. That's not neglect, right?

Besides that, the visit is good. I am fulfilling my destiny as a pregnant woman and sleeping 10 hours at night and taking 2 hour naps in the afternoon. Every other second of my awake time is spent eating. I wish I were exaggerating, but alas, I am not. Add to that the fact that I am too hot to exercise at all, and Josh might have to roll my inflated booty off the plane in 2 weeks.

Gabe is loving his grandparents and gets incredibly upset when they leave for work or go to the bathroom. He stands at my dad's door screaming his name in the morning until he gets up to play with him. It is fun to see, and I'm glad he is enjoying them so much.

I had a pang of sadness this morning when I realized that he was missing his first day of school because we are here, but hopefully he won't be left out too much from all the social cliques of the toddlers. Toddlers don't have social cliques, right? I'm telling myself that he is also missing all of the crying and separation anxiety from the first few days and he'll be able to glide right in when we are back in two weeks.

I'm off to search for a nearby pool, because that might be the only thing I can tolerate in this heat. I'll apologize in advance for anyone who has to see my rapidly expanding body in a bathing suit. Ugh.


Maribeth said...

yeah, sit back, relax and stay cool while you eat. You're entitled!

Beth said...

Sounds good! Enjoy the last days of summer and keep up the rest. And I think you are right - Gabe will miss all the drama and angst of the first 2 weeks. Good planning!

Meika said...

Watching through the back door is totally not neglect. My mom used to do that all the time... and I so wish we had a fenced yard so I'd have the option, even for a couple minutes!

I get you with the heat and pregnancy - I normally despise fall just because I know it means winter is coming, but such relief this year... oh, and I almost fainted in church this week (really, had to have the husband help me out as I was tingling and seeing spots and swirls) and it was just a LITTLE bit stuffy in there, so I'm very impressed with your toddler-chasing performance. :)

Ninotchka said...

Mi amor. Enjoy your visit. Avoid the heat. And don't worry about Gabe. If anything, he'll have an even heartier welcome being the "new(er)" kid in class. ;)

Knit and Purl Mama said...

I really don't think toddlers have social cliques. I'm sure he'll be okay. We're going through a crying fit every morning right now when I drop off Sean at daycare, but then when I pick him up he's running around jumping with his friends smiling. It's an emotional roller coaster. I can't wait for it to get easier.