We’re getting ready to celebrate July 4th and it reminded me of the 4th of July 10 years ago when I was pregnant out to here with Cassie. Sweet Cassie, who wouldn’t be born for another month. Sweet Cassie who left me to be hot, bloated and miserable on the 4th ten years ago.
Ten years ago, we were living outside of Philly and this particular July 4th, the Rooster and I thought it would be a GREAT idea to take 1 and 2 to a Phillies game! In downtown Philadelphia! In July!
Did I mention that I was 800 months pregnant?
So we buy our tickets, grab the girls and head downtown for an awesome family day. What could possibly go wrong, right?
First of all, any of us who have ever been pregnant knows that a pregnant woman’s sense of smell is more sensitive than a 15-year-old girl. Do you know what happens when you get a bunch of Phillies fans in the hot sun with ballpark franks and warm Yuengling?
They puke like a pregnant woman the first 3 months she’s pregnant. And they don’t make a run for the bathroom. They puke right where they are and then find the beer and hotdog guy to refill and then they puke again. Add that to a stadium in 95 degree temperatures and your life is suddenly hell. It’s nasty and the smell is something they should pump thru the air systems of prisons.
Second.. you know who LOVES baseball games? A lot of people.
You know who doesn’t? A 2-year-old.
I’m not sure why they charged us for a 2-year-old because the only thing she wanted to do was NOT sit and watch the game. She was more interested in walking around the puke-covered seating area disturbing those who DID want to watch the game than actually watching the game. So what’s one to do? Well, this day, the 800 month pregnant woman took the hyper 2-year-old out to run amuck in the corridors of the ballpark. I’m not sure if I was bitter or grateful over this one but I’m pretty sure I played both sides of that coin.
That particular game was the one during the Phillies season where the kids get to run the bases and honestly, that’s the entire reason we took the kids and braved the heat, crowd and pregnancy. It’s one of the best memories for the Rooster which means it’s a great one for me..
Before we moved, we managed to get a couple more of these games in (luckily with me NOT pregnant) and somehow, the last one, I managed to get this awesome shot of Sydney in action.. Check her out in front of all those boys! Eat my dust, fellas!!
Hey.. so I hope you all have a fantabulous Fourth tomorrow!! There will be a new LOBS party starting tomorrow featuring… Red, White and BBQ!! So make sure you come back and link up your favorite post about the 4th, summer parties, summer food, whatever the holiday means to you!!