Mother's Day & Airplanes

First, I will talk about airplanes. I flew to ATL over the weekend. This is my second flight taken while pregnant - the first was to and from Orlando when I was 5 weeks preggers and totally sick. That flight was not fun. I was also helping my husband who suffers severe anxiety attacks from flights. My flight over the weekend was uneventful but back aches are not a nice side effect. On the way there i was lucky to have no one sitting next to me so I could move around and contort my body in weird ways to alleviate pain. On the way home, our flight was packed. I ended up sleeping with one arm behind my back balled up in a fist on the area that was tense. Strangely enough I always get tense/pain in this same area throughout pregnancy. It is on my right side, and just next to my spine at the midpoitn of my back. Yes, my arm did fall asleep while doing this, but I would rather have an asleep arm than this back pain. I am still dealing with it today and hoping our yoga/pilates class tonight helps some.

Speaking of airplanes, I know it is a bit early for one of my 'what i know now' posts, but I did learn something over the weekend about flying - wear the TIGHTEST shirt possible while pregnant so people help you out. I was wearing a baggier shirt and not obviously pregnant. There was a man in my row, two other women and myself. He bent over backwards to help them with their luggage while i was huffing to try to get my suitcase out of the overhead compartment. Then, when I got on the shuttle to take me to my car, the driver helped every other person with thier bag to their car EXCEPT me. No i am not kidding. I was like, REALLY?! You helped the marine out with his bag and not the preggo lady? That is when I realized I made a huge mistake in the wardrobe department. The ironic thing is that all weekend, my friends' husbands were being so nice to me - lifting things, pulling out chairs, etc and I was all like, "Guys, I can do this myself. I'm pregnant, not handicapped". Then when I was tired, with a sore back and wanting help, none was available. Go figure!

So Mother's Day. I'm not really sure that I qualify as a mother yet. Oh I probably do, but do I feel like a "mother"? No. So my husband asked me earlier this week, "Am I suppossed to get you a mother's day present?". How was I suppossed to respond to this?! So I was honest - i said, "Well, if you had just gotten me one without asking, that would be really sweet but I kind of feel like I'm asking you for a present, and I don't really feel like a mother so don't get me one." So i got home yesterday and called both my mother and my mother-in-law. My MIL asked me what I got for mother's day (she and my FIL had sent me a cute Mother-to-be mother's day card). I replied "Nothing". She sounded surprised. After we hung up the phone, I told my husband that she had asked and I said Nothing. He said, "Well you didn't even look in the right spot". I was totally confused and said, "Huh?". He said, "Well you're not my mother - so where would a baby hide a present if he/she could?". I still was not getting it. He said - "The crib". I was like, "Are you kidding?!". I went upstairs and sure enough in the crib was a card.

It was a nice mother-to-be card and also contained a letter from Baby Schlotty. It was SO CUTE. I totally started crying and in it was also a gift certificate for a one hour prenatal massage! PERFECT! My husband also gave me a massage last night :) So maybe I do feel a bit like a mother now :)