In keeping with my whole issue of having my “bests” all be about the same thing, here’s a little about the car ride from my best trip of 2009. On the drive to Winter Park, Debbie and I talked about where she grew up (she’s from Newfoundland), a vacation she went on a year or two ago, and other such things. We stopped to pick up Lauren, another client of hers who also needed to get a VBAC sign-off/ consultation. Lauren was a very nice person with very interesting stories of her own. She lives down in Hommasassa, which I know best for Hommasassa Springs State Wildlife Park.
I had packed a healthy lunch and some healthy snacks as the consulting OB had already spoken with Debbie and me about cutting out bad carbs to help keep the baby from getting too big (because, lo and behold, sugar will make a fetus get chubby, too!). We did stop for lunch, though, because Debbie and Lauren hadn’t brought any lunch. Believe it or not, I was strong enough to abstain from lo mein that day — even though Debbie offered to buy me lunch. If you know me and my noodle-loving ways, you’ll realize that I had strong willpower that day. I love pasta, I love Italian food, and I love greasy, salty, yummy lo mein noodles. Anyhow, they did offer to let me steal a bit of theirs, and I gladly snatched a couple bits of broccoli from Lauren. I may have snatched some chicken from Debbie, too, but I can’t remember. Anyhow, we sat in the little Chinese restaurant and ate (I had a peanut butter and jelly sandwich on whole wheat — I said “no bad carbs,” not “no carbs”). Then we headed down the road to Kelly’s house for the consultation.
At the end of the consultation, we headed back on the road. The sun was beginning to get lower, and we had the joy of heading back west while watching the sunset. First we dropped off Lauren, and then we headed back up to my place. I got to learn a lot about both my midwife and another like-minded person. (I’m sad that I didn’t give Lauren my email address instead of telling her that I’m the only one with my name on FaceBook — I had forgotten that I opted to keep my profile out of the search feature on there, so I’m guessing she didn’t find me. That sucked because I don’t know her last name. Such is life, right?)
