Finally, as the pregnancy progressed I admitted that what I really wanted to do was something we've not done before and probably won't be doing again. Not that's there's anything wrong with it--just that we're not those kind of travelers. We have no desire to go on a cruise, but we we went to what amounts to basically a cruise on land--an All Inclusive beach vacation!
Plus, I have always, always, always wanted to go to the beach pregnant in a bikini. Always.
I'd been seeing tons of last minute specials and we both agreed it sounded perfect for what we needed right now. Chicken works 12-14 hour days and often puts in a good 8-12 hours over the weekends as well. She hadn't had a proper vacation since we went to Cabo San Lucas for New Year's last year (which was also a last minute decision based on "fuck it's Christmas and I'm not pregnant again, let's get the hell out of here) and we knew this was our last chance as a couple to have this opportunity.
I will admit that going to Mexico so soon after the scare that we've named Poopfest 2009 gave me cause for concern. But I am happy to report that all went well and we did not have a repeat of Poopfest 2009.
So last Friday we hopped on a flight to Cancun, then had a 2 hour drive south to a resort near Tulum, Mexico.
Our general itinerary was:
- Back to the Beach
- Beach Walk
- Pre-Dinner drinks (Cappuccino for Chicken and Limonada for me--we're crazy!!)
- Sit on the beach looking at the stars
- Reading in bed with hands on stomach feeling the babies kick
Seriously, we did NOTHING else. We did not participate in any activities nor did we take any 'excursions'. We could care less about the cheesy nighttime cabaret/entertainment, etc. plus we don't drink.
We did take a collectivo one night to Playa del Carmen. Three years ago we were diving in the Bay Islands of Honduras and met this lovely Spanish dive instructor. She now lives in PDC, so we couldn't pass up a chance to have dinner with her when we were so close (about 30 mintues). But that is the only time we left the property until it was time to go back to the airport!
I had an "Oh Shit" moment when I put on my bikini bottoms and....well I hadn't worn them since August, but they tie on the sides and how hard can it be to loosen the side ties? Not hard at all, that part was easy...but things on my body have...shifted? And so no matter what I did, I felt like I was either flashing someone my plumber's crack or a bit of pube. The distressing thing is that I cannot see my vagina anymore which means I cannot shave my own damn forest!! No one told me this would happen?!? Chicken got out the razor and worked some magic until I was no longer flashing any hairy bits!
Wearing a bikini bottom after gaining this much weight was a test for me. I've never before felt my upper thighs touch while walking and I know that my thighs and butt are bigger than they have ever been. People stared at me on the beach and I just kept reminding myself that I have a big belly now and that's what they are looking at, not my thighs or ass. It took me awhile, but I just keep telling myself that these fat deposits are future food storage for these babies and that's all that matters right now. I've got body issues. I know.
I will say as someone who is used to taking 24 plane rides, that I didn't think much of booking a ticket to Mexico for a 3-4 hour flight. However, I have never been pregnant with twins before!
I didn't really calculate how the taxi ride + waiting in the airport + the plane ride + the ride to the resort would add up (about 8-9 hours!) and it really wore me out. The night we arrived I had cankles for the first time ever. Not pretty nor pleasant. On the way back to the US, we were upgraded to Business, so it was much better, but I still just couldn't ever really get comfortable.
I would have loved to be able to take this trip a few weeks prior--but Chicken's schedule wouldn't allow. Overall, we made it and it was extremely relaxing for both of us.
Enjoy the pics!