Around 7:00 this evening, my husband up and decided the kids needed to see, "How to Train Your Dragon". I agreed completely. I was sooo freaking excited to take the kids when we saw the previews 100 years ago, and so bummed when I was put on bedrest. Seriously, a week and a half before the movie came out. It. Was. Devastating.
So I put on a bra *gasp* and shoes *gasp* and a real shirt *you know what to do*.
Brett stared at me like I had lost my mind. I think I may agree with him. But I was determined. I wanted to see my kids see that movie, and nothin' was gonna stop me. I'm so naughty.
349 contractions later, we made it to the movie theater, and my husband was still miraculously speaking to me (major backseat driver).
Oh. The world. Outside. People. Escalators. Popcorn. I was out of the house, in the world and heaven at the same time.
147 contractions later, we were in our seats.
What an AWESOME FREAKING MOVIE! Brett loved it, which was awesome. The kids were as adorable as I thought they would be. Cohen even screamed out loud at a scary part. I only died 6 times. Sooooo worth it.
I think I may do this one more time in the coming 4 months (even though there are about 139 movies I want to see). I think Cheyenne knows what I'm talkin' about.
Kelly Down
*This evening brought to me by Coca-Cola Classic, nachos, a 30 minute hot bath and a narcotic.
*Mostly the narcotic.
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4 comments:
You are hilarious!! Go swing by my blog...I gave you an award!!
It can be done! I absolutely loved that movie too!! I'm glad you snuck out and watched it with the fam, and I'm glad you can recover (or something like it) today.
Since baby was born we have discovered the magic of getting the movies we want mailed to us. We killed our movie stations on cable and just do the mail-ins now. For us it was well worth it. (And I can count on getting magical mail every week!!)
But there is something special about going to the movies, especially when you've not been outside!
Have they seriously not given you Terbutaline yet?
Ask them for it. I would SEND what I had left to you, if I hadn't had Matt flush it.
They didn't want me to take it that last week before I was induced. And I told Matt if he didn't want me to take it...he'd better flush it.
He asked me (smiling) if I thought he couldn't stand up to me...I said..."So, you're telling me, when I"m up in the middle of the night crying, you're gonna tell me No?"
He flushed it.
Have you noticed yet that the contractions get worse when a storm front comes in? I could tell the weather by my uterus. :)
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