Detox
August 03, 2006
Well.
That was fun. We toured wineries in the Santa Cruz mountains. We had to buy an extra suitcase at the airport just to hold all the wine we bought, which meant we got to our gate with only 45 minutes to spare, which meant I had to buy a cocktail on the plane, because JESUS CHRIST, THAT WAS CLOSE.
I gained a heightened appreciation for both fine wine and McGriddles.
Although...what's this strange sensation going on in my brain? With the clarity? And the impulse control?
Oh! Sobriety! My old friend. Nice to see you again.
Noah is fine. He clapped his hands for the first time today, thereby assuaging my fears when NikkiZ waved at me at BlogHer and I immediately freaked out because NOAH ISN'T WAVING OH MY GOD CALL A HAND GESTURE SPECIALIST WE'RE DOOOOOMED! And then everybody threw their drinks in my face, as well they should.
His reaction at the airport when I lunged at him like a crazy person was like, "Hey. What up?" God, I missed that little chunker.
My mother-in-law seems to have fed him a LOT of prunes, however.
Oh, and I've been unreasonably exhausted, nauseated and peeing every 10 minutes since we got back. I am either going to PANIC or maybe just check into rehab.
Oh shit. Literally!
Welcome home, Amy. BlogHer wore me out too, and it was only really the two days for me. Enjoy snuggling your sweet little guy now that you're home!
Pregnant Amalah.
Yep. I've got the withdrawl symptoms here too. Welcome home -- and get yourself a cocktail, ASAP!
Welcome back! :D
Exhausted? Nauseated? PREGNANT? Wouldn't that be something to remember Blogher '06 by?!
P.S. It was really nice to meet you. I have a great photo on Flickr of you flipping me the bird, but in a NICE way.
So glad you had a good time!
pregnant? You better go pee on the stick and come right back and tell us!
Welcome home Amy, glad to see everyone survived the anxiety and separation...
and seriously. be pregnant. That? would kind of be awesome...
welcome back! you were missed.
personally, i replaced you with booze. she is a cruel misress.
He's got so much hair now! When did that happen?
Glad you're back. You were missed, but I loved the really random stream-of-consciousness postings from BlogHer!
Uh oh. Or, yippee!!!
Yup, preggers.
What, Noah isn't waving yet? He is so behind.
(I tease)
Welcome home.
OMG!!!! we are desperately anticipating the next entry!
Wow, people get excited really easily. Exhaustion and nausea are symptoms of pregnancy, but they're also symptoms of - ta-da! - a hangover. Um, seriously.
That's a cute kid; I can understand why you missed him. And hey, I recognize the outfit he's wearing!
Prunes. Mmmmm.
So, like, EVERYONE is gonna get knocked up?
Must be in the water. Good thing I don't drink water!
throws pregnancy test at amy and says, pee on this you daft cow. only does not mean daft cow. well does mean daft cow BUT in a totally hey buddy kind of way! hey buddy! we've never met tho. but still. tosses pee on a stick and says pee on a stick, you daft cow.
I will not presume anything, only a Welcome Home.
Uh, oh. I fell for that one too. My first child was such a happy little sweetie that I got pregnant again (on purpose) before he turn a year old. Then, when it was too late to turn back, he became a toddler and I started screaming, "What have I done??????"
Last time I got drunk, my hangover didn't include peeing every 10 minutes. So, Amalah's either hungover and suffing from a UTI, or she's pregnant.
Yeah! You're back!
If I stand in front of you with a handful of sticks that, say, you could pee on for fun, would you?
I would.
Loads of sweet wine has begotten more than one unexpected child in the world, and it says "Suck it!" to the general fertility odds one may typically encounter.
Hmm.. pregnant? mmmkayy.. yep, thats probably it.
Can't wait for the next entry, but the comments are fun for now! Best of luck...
oh! oh! another baby would be so damn exciting! just think of all the additional blog material.
Yet another difference between MomBloggers and Barren-On-Purpose Bitch Non-MomBloggers: the BOPBNMBs never wave their hands around yellling "Pregnant!!" when someone feels like crap.
Jeez. I think I missed that little face almost as much as you did.
Next time you take a trip, could ya maybe get your mom to start a blog with just Noah pics?
Thanks...'preciate it.
well let's hope it's not a pregnancy given all the booze that was consumed a BoozeHer... or Blogher...
Hey look over there! Something Shiny!
Haha Suebob! We multiple kid mom bloggers wave our hands and yell "pregnant!" too. But totally in a hazing, 'you are so totally fucked now' kind of way.
Try gingerale, girl.
Yup, preggers....
OR heat stroke.
Oh, Amalah. I'm delurking to wish you well if you are hungover...and wish you lots of stamina if you are pregs.
Trust me on this one though, if you are pregs, you won't have such a hard time leaving for BlogHer next year.
When are people going to learn to take precautions if they don't want to get preggos?
Wine and no baby--definite way to get preggo.
Welcome Home.
Fine wine and McGriddles.
You are GOOD PEOPLE, Amy Amalah! My kind of people. Anyone who can use "fine wine" and "McGriddles" in the same sentence is someone I could hang with.
Are there baby hand gesture specialists? You might have just invented a new niche. I say GO FOR IT.
Well, I kind of hope you're pregnant because the world needs more cuteness like Noah.
...
But if you're not then I'm totally not looking forward to my first hangover.
It's obvious by now: we all want you to be pregnant! Again! Please get right on that. I'm sure Jason won't mind it.
Welcome back! I can't wait to learn about all the hugging and sharing and drinking and such. The pictures of you and Zoot on Mom's Daily Dose are adorable.
Pregnant? :)
C'mon.. write an entry and end the speculation!
Bring back the pee sticks!
That picture of Noah? Having now seen both you and Jason, it is uncanny how he is such a mixture of you both.
(I say that as a mom who still can't figure out who either of my girls look like. Although when quizzed about her big blue eyes, Tacy dutifully answers, "I got them from the mailman.")
And wineries? And Santa Cruz? Can you see the hateful, jealous face I'm making?
Amy, I'm so glad I met you at Blogher. You are such an adorable little thing! I'll bet you're happy to be home...
PLEASE go pee on the stick and let us know how this turns out! Pronto!
Of course, it may still be too early to pee on a stick. I remember that my first indication that I was pregnant, in hindsight, happened in yoga class. We were doing a forward bend (forget the name of that asana), and I got really dizzy when we came back up. "That's never happened before," I thought to myself. I didn't take a pregnancy test for a few more days after that--and I took one of those early response types the very first day it claimed it would work.
There's always the chance it's some awful combination of drinking, flying, jet lag, and the heat...
Of course, it may still be too early to pee on a stick. I remember that my first indication that I was pregnant, in hindsight, happened in yoga class. We were doing a forward bend (forget the name of that asana), and I got really dizzy when we came back up. "That's never happened before," I thought to myself. I didn't take a pregnancy test for a few more days after that--and I took one of those early response types the very first day it claimed it would work.
There's always the chance it's some awful combination of drinking, flying, jet lag, and the heat...
Stupid connection. Tells me it's timed out and then posts twice for me anyway.
Sounds like time for a pee stick (or three or five).
This reminds me of just how much I freaking need a vacation.
Also, I put in my vote for the stick-peeing.
Dude, pee on a stick already! I have a babe 2 months ahead of Noah and just found out I'm knocked up....we can like start a club
Pee on like 15 sticks, please and get back to us in the morning.
In the week and a half that you didn't post a Noah picture, I think I forgot how cute he was because that picture killed me dead.
You AND Julia pregnant after Blogher? Must have been something in the water. Or the wine.