Vacation and the Pox

Our vacation to Lake Placid was thwarted this year as Max came down with the chicken pox ON THE DRIVE there. We stuck it out a few days before throwing in the towel and coming home early. I'm finally getting over the anger that our pediatrician inexplicably vaccinates for the pox at 15 months, rather than 12 months, which would have saved our vacation! Or maybe I need to breathe through it a little bit more while you enjoy the sparse, kind of crappy pics that we managed to scrape together when the Pox Outbreak hit.

Max's favorite room in the hotel suite

Olympic ski jumping

More ski jumping, did I mention it was rainy and cold too?

My pox baby

Reminiscing

While working on Max's baby book, I started looking through old photos of my time spent pregnant with him (September 2011- May 2012) and just had to share some of the more flattering ones with everyone. Now that I'm pretty much back to my pre-baby body (only with more stretch marks and a stubborn belly pooch that isn't going anywhere anytime soon), I have all but forgotten what it felt like to be 50 lbs heavier and carrying an alien creature that poked me from the inside. Its so humbling to be pregnant, especially in the third trimester when you're huge, unable to sleep, your clothes no longer fit, and the fear of labor and life with a newborn is looming. While I'm now thankful to be 15 months beyond that stage, it was a very real part of Max's development and life which I will never forget!!

6 weeks along.

NYE 2011, 4 months along

8 months, at my baby shower

Past due at this point and feeling HUGE

Don't worry, more Max pics coming soon! :)