There Should Be A Warning Sign on Those Things.
I’ve been trying to do as many things with the kids as possible these last few weeks of this pregnancy. Take NikkiZ on as many fun outings as we can so that when I’m essentially immobile after AndyZ gets here, she’ll at least have the memory of a mother who got off her ass once in awhile. To hold her over until I can get off my ass again.
This weekend we went to one of the bigger playgrounds in town and she went krazee on the big slides. However, to get up to the big slides, there is this upwards-slanted tunnel you have to crawl through. As an adult – you have two options: Pull yourself up on your stomach using the portholes on the side, or (if you’re short) just crawl. However, it turns out when you’re very pregnant, you take up a lot more room crawling than you did before. Let’s just say this: I only crawled up that tunnel once, and I thanked whatever deities I could think of for letting me survive it without needing the jaws of life to remove me.
Okay: Let me say that more clearly for those of you glossing over. I almost got stuck in the tunnel on the playground this weekend. For those few seconds I feared the worse, I had nightmarish visions of the other children on the playground trying to push me out on the ass-end while their parents pulled me on the head-end. I imagined LilZ and NikkiZ running away and hiding so that they could just pretend they didn’t know me. I saw rescue workers debating butter v/s oil and it’s slipping potential. It was like seeing my life flash before my eyes – but so much worse.
Luckily – I made it out. I just made sure that NikkiZ understood that I would not be joining her on top of the big slides anymore and went on about the day. Of course, I did see a few parents looking at me suspiciously at times. Probably thinking, That fact that she even attempted that tunnel must indicate that something is terribly wrong with her mental facilities. Let’s keep an eye on her and make sure she doesn’t talk to our children.
A picture from the next outing of the day. One that involved no crawl spaces.
*snort* I don’t mean to laugh. but that is kinda funny. yes it would have really sucked balls, but you didn’t get stuck, but could you imagine the local news story headline? tee hee. Hey you were out enjoying time with your kids, so what if the other parents were looking they were probably jealous.
Yikes! I don’t think I could have attempted to crawl through the space. You’re brave.
Sometimes I won’t sit because I’m afraid I will break the seat. I’m strange, I know.
You are a braver woman than I, for sure. Thanks for the giggles.
When I was 8 months pregnant with Babygirl I climbed up in the McDonalds PlayPlace. A lot of parents ushered their children out quickly, probably for fear that the entire thing would collapse.
Having fun is all that matters!!
No photos of you stuck? What a disappointment.
Oh, that would’ve been awful if they’d had to call fire rescue for you. Awful, but blog-worthy and demanding of photos.
man, that would have been hilarious as a watcher! I bet it would have ended up on YouTube! lol. titled “mother stuck in tunnel trying to show toddler birthing”
ahem!
sorry, that WOULD’VE been funny.
HA! I have this vision of Winnie the Pooh stuck in Rabbit’s hole and them all trying to push and pull him out.
I had a similar moment around 37 weeks preg, I got stuck in a bathroom stall at Red Robin,,, I said out loud when the door wouldnt clear my belly, “how in the hell did I get in here.” There restroom was full, of course. I ended up sitting on the can facing the wall so the door could swing open. I was laughing so hard, I am sure they all thought I was nuts.
I have never liked those slides and this is the reason I don’t like going to chuckecheese either those tunnels the kids don’t wanna go through unless mama or daddy follows ugh and its always me.
Haha Zoot I appreciate your willingness to try, and I’m sure the kids do too! What a story that would’ve made for Andy though – you got me stuck!
That makes me feel claustrophobic just thinking about it!
You are a brave brave woman.
I feel your pain; when my oldest son was a newly mobile toddler and I was about 8 months pregnant with his brother, I had to crawl into a tunnel at Chuck E. Cheese in order to fetch him out of the ball pit! I thanked my lucky stars it was not a local restaurant, but located four hours away in Jackson, MS…where I knew no one!
I had an Augustus Gloop moment involving a tunnel slide, but it wasn’t due to something like the miracle of gestating a human being, it was just because because I was a total fatty in high school that used to consume an entire box of ho ho’s in one sitting.
That is hilarious! I don’t do tunnels unpregnant. You are a brave, brave woman!
Oh, and bathing suits. I can’t wait until it’s warm enough here for bathing suits. My daughter has been asking to go swimming at the beach for MONTHS! Not in NJ, honey.