Babymoon

I guess I've become the trip planner in our family. I especially love planning get-aways for Matt and me to have a chance to spend time with each other without tending to kids. We love our kids, but every couple needs a break and a chance to be silly and have fun. :) A few months ago it dawned on me that after this baby is born in April, she'll be going anywhere I go, so if we wanted a child-free date, we'd better do it soon! Don't they call that a "Babymoon" (like a Honeymoon) when a couple gets one last trip away together before the little one arrives?  I knew Matt would have a break from school for 10 days in mid-February, so I used our credit card points to book a hotel room for one night down in Orange Beach Alabama. Mom and a sweet friend of ours traded off babysitting yesterday and today to make our long date possible.

We had fun getting to swim in  February (heated pool), eating lots of snacky foods, visit without interruption, staying up way too late watching Storage Wars, and all the other good stuff people in love do. Thirty four hours away together flew by.

After we left the hotel this morning, I was driving and felt a little spacey. I noticed my reaction time was slow, and I felt a little confused or slow in making easy decisions that should have  been automatic. As we neared a red light I told Matt I felt a little weird. My ears had a fluttering noise briefly, my eyes started watering and all of a sudden I got so dizzy I felt nauseated. I couldn't think what to do and Matt was telling me "Pull over in the left turn lane!" since it was obvious I was about to become a hazard to us both. I felt like I couldn't even do that. The road and cars were starting to spin and I my arms were heavy. I pulled over into the empty lane and he was telling me "Just stop here and I'll drive." I was trying to stop but things were still spinning too much. I couldn't even tell if I was pressing the brake hard enough to come to a complete stop. Matt pressed my leg down with his hand so the car wasn't moving and he put it in park. He hopped out and came to my side of the car, but I couldn't even get out by myself.  He had to hold onto me to get me around to the passenger side and since my world was spinning I could't even walk on my own. Matt told me later I kept leaning on the car as he was helping me. I told him that's because I couldn't stand up straight! It was like a magnet was pulling me to one side. Once I was back in the car and reclined in the seat with the vent pointed on my face I started feeling a little better, but still a little dizzy and nauseated. I think I must've been about to faint when I was driving.  We realized I must not have eaten enough this morning (a big slice of left-over pizza and some Reese's peanut butter cups about two hours prior to this) and my blood sugar dropped suddenly. It was odd that there were not obvious warning signs, just a vague feeling of "something's not right."
 My man found us some lunch and I felt better after having a sandwich and then a brownie sundae for dessert. It was hours and another meal later that I finally felt normal.  Not a great thing to have happen on a date, but far better than by myself. (And it got me out of driving for the rest of the trip.)  ;)

We watched a movie this afternoon in hopes of having a coming storm pass on by before we headed home, but it wasn't done when the movie was and we drove through some awful weather. At one point as we drove between big open fields,  some trash was blowing out of the ditches onto the road and metal road signs were waving in the wind. Matt told me I needed to be watching for a tornado while he drove. Yikes. There had been tornado warnings out earlier for a wide area, and with the way the weather looked I expected to see one form any minute. All we saw was lots of rain and some wind, thankfully.

So now we're home, the kids are glad to see us and their noise and interruptions have started again. But that's okay. We loved our time away and now are glad to be back as a family.
Rose