Saturday, September 5, 2015
Palatial palace
I'm at a beautiful hotel, in a luxury suite watching a movie on my iPad that Shawn rented for me, and waiting for my PaPa Johns pizza and wishing we were back home so I could stress with my cats in our house that soothes me. Poor Shawn, I love that he is being so great about my literally checking out of our little mini vacation and just sitting by the phone. My Nana is like my second mom, she's never just been a grandparent. I can't imagine a world without her stubborn self in it.
Oklahoma bound
Just got update from doctor on Nana; positive for viral meningitis; positive for west Nile. Kidney failure, on ventilator dialysis on Monday, possible trach and tube if she wakes up. Doctor says we are on day five of a possible two week journey all based on her kidneys everything is based on that. So all in all, not good. Prayers please.
Friday, September 4, 2015
Best laid plans
Stopped for the night on our way to Vegas in Orem, Utah. Thanks to a true friend I was alerted a hour ago that my Nana is in ICU in Tulsa for the last four days and is under medical sedation with a breathing tube. Please send prayers. Based on what the doctors tell me tomorrow I might be headed to Inola. — with Shawn at Hampton Inn & Suites Orem.
Vegas baby!
So our plan is to stop in Salt Lake and get some Krispy Kreme because ours in Montana doesn't open until the end of October, and grab a Subway sandwich and then we'll stop and stay in a hotel on the way since we aren't due to check in until tomorrow at 11 a.m. but once we check into Caesar's I'm going to Bath & Body Works in the hotel mall and picking up our Lemoncello olive oil soap and then to Build-A-Bear to make the (soon to be) baby it's first bear and then I'll be in the hotel room reading on my app free Kindle Fire that Shawn got me and enjoying the a/c since it's 110 there versus 45 here right now; staying germ free. I agreed to go on one fancy dinner date with Shawn, but I guess I should pass on going dancing like I wanted. I was thinking about going to their adult arcades, because I just don't GET gambling, but alas no adult beverage for this possible mommy to be.
I was going to see the Titanic exhibition, and the Shark Reef, which I still might, but shouldn't I try to stay as healthy as possible for Abbey/Finnian? I downloaded a ton of new parenting books, because I have read at least one a day for the past three weeks. I am particularly interested in learning about attachment parenting or secure attachment parenting; in essence never putting them down except to shower or put them in their co-sleeper. I plan on working from home after maternity leave so that we don't have to put our baby in day care, and stay with him/her until pre-school. Shawn is allowed 15 days paternity leave which I am grateful for but why not six weeks like the mother?
I hope Shawn's family comes to visit after the baby is born since I am lacking in that department. I've never focused so singularly than I have on every little feeling inside to see if I can feel implantation. Any symptom I feel is scrutinized beyond all reasoning. I feel like I have the dream job, the dream partner, the dream home, heck I even love our paid off vehicles! This won't complete our lives, simply enhance it. So dear reader picture me in a suite with the a/c on 60 degrees and my feet propped up on pillows reading to my heart's content and enjoying brief boyfriend visitation in between his table games. Mini-vacations with your partner means doing whatever it is you want and visiting in between each other's plans. I am feeling peaceful and content, and really excited. Please send prayers and good thoughts my way. Here's wishing everyone Baby Dust!
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