The plan was set, the car was packed, I was ready to go. I'm always up for a good challenge and this was definitely going to be a weekend to remember.
My mom decided to ride down with me and I was thrilled to have a car companion. It was a pleasant ride with no traffic. We stopped at the cheesecake factory to have lunch and finally worked our way to my Aunt and Uncle's house. By the time we got there I was EXHAUSTED!!! Eeek?! What to do? Focus - remember the plan.
I played it cool and asked if I could lay down for a while, the drive was long and my lunch didn't seem to be sitting to well. No one seemed phased. Phew....first test passed!
When everyone else arrived we left to head to where we would be holding the bachelorette festivities. When we got there, I realized everyone had a ton of stuff and we had to unload the car. Now this was a problem this was the part of the plan that we forgot. I had to get my own stuff in the house, but I wasn't supposed to lift anything. I couldn't really ask for help because everyone had their own bags to carry. Trying not to draw attention to myself I slowly began bringing my stuff in the house praying that it wouldn't hurt me. I was starting to feel overwhelmed. I went to the bathroom to catch my breath and shed a few tears. When I looked down I realized I was spotting. Now I was seriously freaking out. I couldn't keep this a secret. I had to do what was best for me.
I found one of cousins and whispered "I'm pregnant" and then burst into tears. She's estatic, I'm bawling. How was I going to make it through the weekend?! She looked at me, gave me a huge hug and promised everything would be okay.
Everyone thought I was just under the weather (Oddly enough I had a runny nose that only helped my story). The plan for the evening was a night on the town dancing. It was 9:00 PM and past my bedtime. My cousin convinced me to stay in and rest while the rest of the girls went out and had a memorable time.
Day two: Spa day and wine tasting - Anyone else see the problem here?! I couldn't do either. At the spa they had a "sleep room". While everyone was enjoying the saunas and steam rooms I was asleep on a mat in a warm room
Wine tasting, thankfully was given back where we were staying and hosted by another cousin playing somolier. Continuing with my story of an upset stomach I asked for another glass, tasted the wine and spit it out after every taste. So like President Clinton said he never inhaled.....I never swallowed lol.
We spent the night playing games and laughing making memories that will last us a lifetime. The tough part was over. The next day was the shower which went off without a hitch! I survived....hopefully my secret did too!
