I'm a planner. Seems like a lot of us in the IF world are, and our little minds are BLOWN when our planning is at the whim of follicle growth or whatever. But now. Now I can sit here and plan vacations! and days off! and tickets to shows! without worrying about where I'll be in my cycle, or, as I got later in pregnancy, my due date.
So, I'm thinking of going to a sort of 'adult camp' place in July, where there is going to be Fiber Fanatics Festival. Dorky, but totally up my alley. Yarn, wool and people knitting and spinning with yarn and wool. My idea of heaven, truth be told, because it's also right on the coast of Maine. Like the cabins are On. The. Beach. It really isn't feasible to leave Hulk home with Aaron for the week (with his commute he wouldn't be able to do both drop off and pick up at day care) but I wasn't sure if the camp would be happy about a baby in a pack and play. Well. Today, I called and ironed out all the details (they love babies there).... and Hulk and I are going to the beach the last week in July! I'm super excited!!! And, it's only a 2 hour drive - so if things go horribly wrong - we can retreat back home.
Hulk will be 7 months old... wonder if I'll be chasing around a crawling baby?