little lobstah roll (11 weeks)

7/11/11:

after weeks and weeks trying to come up with an appropo name for number 2, i think i've got it.  hubs and i took a road trip this weekend to his cousin's wedding in maine with a stopover in boston.  we roadtripped alongside my sister-in-law and her husband, who are expecting their first child a little over 3 months.  although neither of us could partake in the fun of the alcoholic persuasion, we were very excited to stuff our faces with a new england treat - fresh lobster. 

we woke up thursday morning in our boston hotel room with our stomachs rumbling and ready to eat. by the time we had all shaken off the laziness stemming from a long drive the night before and made it downtown, i was starving.  the neptune oyster house was crowded but we managed to snag a table within a few minutes.  first up we ordered mussels and clams (cooked of course for us preggos), which we wolfed down and soaked up the sauce with every last crumb of bread.  i was in heaven. 

then, of course despite my husbands warning that i should go hot with butter, out came my cold lobster roll (with mayo).  i had decided to go traditional because, well, i don't know.  it was good and i ate most of it, but then that full feeling crept up on me and stayed there for what seemed like the remainder of the weekend.  the feeling came way to quickly and anytime anyone mentioned the word lobster roll for the rest of our time my stomach and gag reflex reminded me that it was not a good idea. 

i spent the rest of the weekend wishing i had ordered it hot, because i'd had some of hubs and it was delicious... but, since i love lobster too much to let it take on a negative connotation (unlike the hardboiled eggs of the gobbles pregnancy.  blechh.  2 years clean and never going back!), and since every time a lobster roll was mentioned i was reminded that i'm pregnant and for some reason a lot more delicate than last time, i shall deem this baby my lil lobster roll.  pretty soon, when i hear the term lobster roll, all i'll think about is my wonderful second child.

this trip also marked the first major league baseball game for this baby, at fenway park - home of hubs' rivals.  this was only my third trip to an mlb park other than citizen's bank or the vet.  the last one?  may of 2009, when i was about this pregnant with Gobbles, to safeco field in seattle to see the mariners take on the red sox, strangely enough.

we also spent an evening wandering around bar harbour, a beautiful little town seemingly across the bay from nova scotia.  another funny coincidence how i've been to one of the northwestern most points in the country pregnant with Gobbles and now to one of the northeastern most points with this one...

lobstahs in bah habah

finally, i experienced my first pregnant wedding.  it was harder than i thought. no, i'm not a super super alcoholic and have driven home from my fair share, but i do like a nice glass of wine or champagne (or two or three) to toast the happy couple.  amazing that i've been to 20 weddings in the past 5 years and this is the first one.  anyway, it wasn't hard because of the drinks, although the blueberry lemonade whatever they had smelled fantastic, it was because i couldn't keep up.  i was so tired that all i could think about was sleep. 

it may have had something to do with the view too.  who wouldn't be completely relaxed and ready for a nap in this calming setting?  beautiful and SO serene!

so c'mon second trimester, do me right, bring back that energy!