Written by Natalie Taylor Peoples was born yesterday at 4:29pm. She was 8lbs, 10oz, 22 inches long. She’s got sort of strawberry blond hair and lots of it!
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My Turn
We try to take turns updating the blog and it’s been my turn for the better part of the week. But with everything that’s been going on, I just haven’t had the energy or time to think about it.
Grandma is awake but still in ICU until tomorrow when they will move her to the step-down unit she was in most of last week. She’s really looped on morphine and not making a lot of sense but she’s there. They got her up to walk around a little today and she ate some pudding.
It’s been stressful, scary, terrifying and too real. Life is so fragile.
Our new niece has yet to arrive. She’s stubbornly breech for the time being and tomorrow the doctor will attempt to turn her with medication. If she won’t turn, then it’ll be c-section time for my sister. I’m relieved she didn’t go into labor while my grandma was so critical because my mom has spent virtually the entire week at the hospital. Right now, we’re hoping for a quick and safe delivery.
I’m ready for vacation next week. We’ve had little sleep this weekend and we need to recharge.
Husband = Sick
Rob has a cold and has been laid out on the couch all day. He started complaining of a scratchy throat yesterday and spent most of the evening blowing his nose. I slept in the guest room last night so he could get some rest. Unfortunately, he slept about 3 hours. So today, I’ve played nurse, fetching him Thera-Flu and gatorade. He’s snoring for his 3rd nap of the day.
Poor Husband. I hate it when he’s sick.
Rested
I took a mental health day on Friday because I was really at the end of my rope. I slept until noon because I was so tired and a bit depressed. It seemed like a good idea to just stay in bed all day.
But Rob said no, let’s get out of town. I got dressed and we drove to Carmel. The sun was just over the horizon and we walked on the beach for over an hour. There were dogs and their owners all over, running, playing in the water, leisurely strolls after a long week of work. We talk often of owning a house on the coast, something small and cottage-y, where we can retire or relax for the weekend. I would love be close enough to the beach where we could walk every night, let the dog run and just reset.
We had dinner at a lovely dive on the wharf in Monterey. The food was amazing and we ate until we were stuffed. There’s nothing better than eating seafood at the coast because it’s super fresh and tasty. We drove home long after sunset and both of us slept like the dead. The best part? We still had an entire weekend ahead of us and Monday is a holiday.
My dad delivered the shelves for our built-in bookcase in the guest room. It looks wonderful in there now. We will stock the shelves today and get it all set up. I am so excited to have all that storage.