This weekend, I braved the 90 degree weather to go to the Governor’s Island Polo Match. I’ve never been to a polo match before and I couldn’t resist the $0 lawn tickets that were available. 😀 When I went to pick up my ticket the day before, the ticket person took one look at my preggo self and upgraded me for free to general admission (which would otherwise have cost $70!). Thank you, dear ticket person, you are a saint. It turned out I really REALLY needed the GA tickets because they included access to the shaded tents, and I’m pretty sure I would have went into premature labor if I’d had to stand out on the lawn in the sun! It was so hot that my husband and I only stayed for like 20 minutes at the match and then we flagged down a groundskeeper with a golf cart to drive us back to the ferry to Manhattan. I felt like I’d been hit by a bus after I got home – I think it’s time to limit my exposure to the heat and start resting more. On the bright side, my husband has agreed that it’s time for me to stop taking the subway and start taking Via or Uber everywhere. I could get used to this life. 😀
The thing I love most about NYC is that there is always something new and exciting (and free) to do! This week, there was a Deadpool “Believe in Yourselfie” pop-up (yes, you read that right) to promote the new movie. Of course, I had to go and take pics for the ‘gram. I went with one of my friends from business school and after, we went shopping for Burning Man outfits for him. I’ve been to Burning Man the past two years and I have total FOMO this year because I’ll be giving birth instead of going. I’m pretty sure I’d rather be at Burning Man. 😀 Actually, real talk – if I have the baby during Burning Man, what are we going to do about celebrating her birthday? We will have to explain to her why we’re always gone on her birthday bahahaha. Guess I’ll have to try and hold her in until after Labor Day?!
I’ll never forget my first time at Burning Man when I was waiting in line to exchange some beer for some burgers at one of the camps, and the woman who served me my burger was HEAVILY pregnant with a mandala painted on her stomach. Her partner was next to her holding an infant in one arm while flipping patties. I couldn’t believe that anyone would want to endure the heat and dust of Burning Man while pregnant, and this was before I even knew how being pregnant felt! Now that I’m 36 weeks along, I can safely say that my initial instincts were correct – as much as I love Burning Man, you couldn’t pay me enough to go there while pregnant. 😀
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