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It was an abrupt drop back down to the real world on Monday, after a wonderful Valentine’s evening with Simon (side note: you know, you could be following him on Twitter, too! Him here, me here). He was busy all weekend showing houses to some prospective buyers (friends from church). That night, we dropped off Jude with Simon’s parents, and headed off to the dollar movies to see Fantastic Mr. Fox, based on the Roald Dahl book. As a fan of director Wes Anderson, I thought this was such a fun movie, and Simon thought it was hilarious too. Afterwards, we went to the Cheesecake Factory where we indulged in late-night snacks and then a piece of red velvet cheesecake. We got home late, probably the latest I’ve been out after dark in quite awhile. ::sigh:: That’s what parenthood does to you. You don’t see the light of dark for months. Ha!
Monday … I can’t even remember what happened Monday. Oh yeah, the grocery store. We did that. Then that night, Jude came down with a high fever completely out of the blue, and started coughing up a lung. He was completely out of it on Tuesday morning, and just laid in our bed for most of the day, watching movies on the laptop. He wanted me to stay right there by him (which I could get really used to. I don’t like it when he’s sick, but it’s nice for him to slow down and let me just hold him like when he was little). I think he could have gotten used to all of it really fast. It’s a total treat, to him, to get to be in “the big bed.” We’ve not ever been co-sleeping people; Jude has always been in his own bed, and us in ours. We all do better that way. Anyway, I was convinced it was the flu, but we went to the pediatrician and it turns out it was yet another round of ear infections. Poor kid. He perked up a lot afterward because I told him I’d take him for cupcakes and a Coke since he was so brave. I think the sugar gave him a total rush because I called Simon and told him that Lazarus had been raised from the dead over here and that all was well on the homefront.
I kept him out of mother’s day out, and then from BSF today, so we’ve been enjoying the sunshine, and eating Chick-fil-A.
In other news, I’m two weeks out from my final surgery up at the Mayo Clinic, and it cannot come fast enough. I’ve been keeping busy with various projects, including wedding invitations and some product packaging, but I’m ready to be done with all this surgery business. I’ve been feeling absolutely fantastic, healthwise. My energy has exploded; I think I probably haven’t been operating at full-tilt in quite awhile. But now I feel like I want this final surgery behind us so I can really focus on work projects. I think I feel guilty to take on too many things right now when I’ll have to pause mid-way through for surgery. Doesn’t exactly build confidence in your clients, you know? ::sigh:: That’s what I get for being transparent about it all.
I’m ready for spring. I’m sick of rain, wind, cold, and snow. I wish we were going somewhere tropical. Anywhere but Minnesnowta!
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