NH long weekend

Last Thursday CP, Izzy, and I headed out to New Hampshire to visit CP's family. The beginning and end of the long weekend were rough but thankfully most of the time in NH was worth the trip.

Wednesday at work I felt like garbage so I didn't end up eating much for dinner that night. Around midnight I woke up to awful diarrhea. I won't go into details but around 4am CP rolled over to ask if I was okay and I told him that I may not go to NH if it continued at that pace. I popped Immodium like it was candy. Thursday morning I worked a half day from home and decided not to eat anything before heading to the airport as I didn't want to have any issues on the plane. I ended up eating the blandest thing I could find at the airport- a big pretzel- before getting on the plane.

The flight also could have gone better. Izzy decided not to nap even though we picked a flight that should have fallen during her nap time. She fidgets the entire flight and we do our best to hold her on our laps on a tiny plane and to not have her kick the seat in front of her. Not even Finding Nemo on the iPad held her attention for more than a few minutes. We were really ready to get off the plane.

Get we get off this plane already???

I rock rough and stuff with my Afro Puffs

After arriving we met up with CP's dad and his wife for dinner. I eat half a sandwich then push the rest away because my stomach is killing me.

Izzy tolerated the hat for a few minutes at dinner...

We had hoped that getting Izzy to bed a little later than usual AND the no nap the day before would help her sleep like a log but at 2am she started crying and could see us in the room with her so she came into bed with us. Thankfully instead of kicking and punching us like usual she passed out in between us but was up at 5:30am. Ugh.

I was still feeling crummy so CP took Izzy to the park with his mom while I took a short nap. After they got back we decided to head to a nearby farm to check out some farm animals.

This cat came right up to Izzy and lay down to be pet. Izzy was loving it!

Izzy checking out the goats

An alpaca that has been shaved like a poodle.  Interesting....

Then we were off to a state park to go swimming. CP and I had a parenting fail in that we forgot Izzy's swim diaper- so we decided that the rest of the people swimming in the water would rather Izzy wore a regular diaper than possibly poop in the water. Izzy definitely got the short end of the stick.

Check out the judging mom in the background. Izzy's diaper must have weighed 10 pounds as she was walking out of the water- we chalked it up to leg strength training. :-)

I was finally feeling a teensy bit better so when we went out to lunch I had a delicious brie, apple and ham sandwich on a croissant. We had some nice conversation with CP's mom, her husband, and CP's grandmother while Izzy took a proper nap. That night we decided it was time for some lobster. I was wary of how my stomach would take rich lobster but decided to chance it because lobster is just sooo delicious. Like a typical Midwesterner, it takes me forever to eat a lobster with all of the cracking and one of us had to take care of Izzy so I decided to get Lazyman's lobster- aka the restaurant does all of the hard work for you.

I've missed you lobster

Turns out there is some satisfaction in cracking the lobster, but oh well. It was good nonetheless. While eating dinner I looked over and saw Richard Petty, the race car driver, walking into the restaurant. I was surprised that I recognized him, let alone knew his name because I'm the farthest thing from a NASCAR fan imaginable. It was a race weekend in NH so he must have been in town for something related to the race.

Saturday morning had us over at CP's dad and wife's house for breakfast. Izzy enjoyed trying to pet any of their four cats who generally ran away from her as much as possible. That afternoon we headed over to a friend's house where all of the guys that CP grew up with came over to hang out (they all live on the east coast). Most brought some or all of their kids but Izzy was a little young to play with most of them. CP's mom put Izzy to bed and I headed back to the party where CP and I stayed late hanging out with everyone.

Sunday morning I woke up to an email from our neighbor saying that if we needed to shower or run a power cord for electricity to let them know. *foreshadowing* I emailed asking what had happened and asking if the power was still out. Meanwhile, CP and head to Gloucester, MA for a party for my FIL's side of the family. Izzy was originally wary of the beach but I sat in the sand with her a while digging a hole and eventually she was okay with being held in our arms and jumping over waves. This was her first time in the ocean!

Enjoying playing in the sand in the horseshoe pit

On the final day it was super hot early on so we decided to go swimming at the state park again. Unfortunately, CP's grandmother came down with a bacterial infection (c diff) so CP's mom was busy with her at the hospital instead of hanging out with us (she is now feeling better with fluids and antibiotics). Izzy decided not to nap again and as a result, was super whiny on the plane before passing out for an hour. CP and I are happy that we won't be flying again with her in our laps. 

When we get home I put Izzy to bed while CP throws away some of the fridge food. The power came back on after about 12 hours or so but we don't want to chance it with milk for Izzy and some other items. CP went down to the basement for something and realized that it had flooded while the power was out. CP has been meaning to set up the sump pump back-up battery but hadn't gotten around to it.... F*ck. We spend the next hour and a half or so moving ruined items up the stairs and out to the street or salvageable items into the garage to hang on something and hopefully dry. Thankfully we don't have anything that was too high value on the floor but still not an ideal situation. We collapse into bed hoping to get enough sleep to make it through the day on Tuesday.