I am happy to bring you a very special edition of the weekly pregnancy update from Eugene, OR! John and I have been here this weekend for the U.S. Track & Field Time Trials. I won the trip in a raffle when I went to a Nike coaches’ clinic this past winter, and the timing has been perfect for our last trip as just John and Manda (as opposed to Mommy and Daddy). We’ve had a great time! Yesterday we saw Tyson Gay break the American record for the 100 meter dash and then today we saw him break the world record!! It was incredible. Since he’s so fast and I’m so slow, we just had to take our picture together.
Ok, so maybe I just totally guilted him and said, “can you sign an autograph for my baby?” and then “oh, can we take a picture together for my baby?” Tyson, being a lovely human being, agreed, even though I’m sure he was very tired from being the fastest human being on the planet, like, in history. It was the coolest thing EVER!
Some other highlights for us were watching Adam Nelson in the shot put, the women’s 400 meter hurdles, and the men’s long jump. Our seats were fabulous: we’re in the historic grandstands at Hayward Field (covered, which equals SHADE!!) right at the finish line.
And now, for the pregnancy report: When I asked John about what his highlights from today were he answered “Getting you an icee and helping you feel better.” I had a heat-related episode today that has convinced me that for the remaining six weeks of this pregnancy I will be at home in front of my new window-unit air conditioner. I have no intention of getting myself put on bedrest NOR having this baby at the exact time my husband is in Alaska performing a wedding three-ish weeks before the baby is due. NO SIR! It seems my body is not very willing to control temperature, which has also led me to another command decision: NO MORE SUMMER BABIES (if at all possible). My hip is still giving me a lot of trouble. The pain was really bad after our flight on Friday afternoon so we had to stay at the hotel Friday night (it was crazy pain shooting up my back and down my leg). I tried but I could barely get out of the lobby … and then had a nice little weep out of frustration. It was good that we stayed in because I probably wouldn’t have made it through the weekend otherwise.
Let’s see what else? Oh yes, I only packed myself ONE pair of shorts for the entire trip (and maybe 10 shirts). Luckily there’s a mall across from our hotel so I was able to get a stretchy skirt pretty cheap at Gap so I didn’t have to re-wear the same sweaty shorts three times. I also forgot my contact case and am short one pair of underwear.
So, to sum up: I’m hot, I’m emotional, my hip hurts and I forgot what else. Send ice cream.
We head home tomorrow and thus I will begin my 6-week hibernation.