Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Stumbling into Spring
As always, Superior was a balm to the soul.
We found a wonderful hike nearby, trudging through the slush to reach a lovely overlook. I've discovered the recipe for the perfect day for me: a vigorous, you might even say overly-challenging hike, followed by a massage, followed by a luxurious dinner.
As it turns out, the perfect day of the four we snagged away from the kids was also the only day Joe managed to do much of anything. The guy that miraculously avoided the plague that swept our house in March, who rarely gets a cold, was nearly motionless most of the weekend.
He still is. And apparently will be for some unknown number of weeks to come.
I won't dwell on the fact that at 29 weeks pregnant, this baby thing is just a shadow of the cumbersome challenge it's likely to become for the next 11 weeks. Or how badly I don't want to be sick during these last, fleeting weeks with the freedom to focus on the girls and snag extra sleep. I'm refraining from all google-based research on incubation periods and durations of illness.
Nope. Extra meditation. A lot of perspective. A little creative planning to make things easier on myself even as I give Joe all the leeway I can to get himself healthy as soon as possible. Perhaps a plea to whoever is operating that voodoo doll to let us loose....
I'm glad I shrugged off the notion of a complete second draft before June. There will be time again some other day. For now, bring on the lysol and wish us luck!
Gems worth Re-Reading
About Growing Baby Doing Good Together Elliot Rose Family Rituals Fie Flora and Fauna For the Love of Learning Greenish In My Opinion Just for Laughs Just for Me Making Tinkles Maya Mindfulness Mmm... So Tastey NaNoWriMo News of the Day Noveling Photo Friday Sewing Sisterly Love Sweet Dreams The Chicken Ladies the end Tonsils We like to Move It Move It Wonderment