Day 37

Day 37

I'm feeling much better today than I was yesterday. We enjoyed going to church this morning, and Jared went on starfish duty and sent me out to Starbucks to enjoy some coffee and time to myself (and thanks to the giftcard that Marnette, my mom's maid of honor in her wedding and dear friend, gave me). That was just what the doctor ordered.

I heard there was some big football game on tonight but me, being a "saint", didn't watch it but watched the fish instead. Jared went to a friend's house to see the saints win, and I put Ethan to bed and cleaned up the house. I really enjoy getting the house back in order when it's messy. I've determined it's also a control thing, so that when I feel like life is a little out of control, I take what I can control and fix that. That is my self psychoanalysis.

So it was really a non-eventful day but I enjoyed the peace and quiet so much. Everyone needs to form a coffee addiction to experience that.

I took starfish to Target after my starbucks spa, and we shopped around while I was trying to talk to Jared's mom, aka Mama B. I should have known better not to try to multi-task, because as soon as Ethan saw me on the phone, he devised a plan to thwart my conversation. He pretended to be unhappy because he was in some body cast and then grunted loudly for me to hold him a different way, then another way, then pointing to see some object on the shelf. I had to get off the phone, but before I knew it I had made a wrong turn and found the toy aisle on my right... ahhhhhhh! quick, before starfish makes eye contact with various plastic toys that will lure him in like a worm to a fish, I turned him so he was facing the books instead. Phew... that was dangerous.

Don't worry, we ended up making out of Target alive and well. I brought starfish home and put him to bed, realizing tonight is the last night (hopefully) he will sleep in his bed with a cast on. We are going to my parents' house in Marietta tomorrow so that we can leave bright and early Tuesday morning to make it to the appointment. I can't wait. I am so excited to put clothes on Ethan, and shoes. To give him a bath. I really can't express how much that will mean to me.

So I will be sure to post lots of pictures of the decasting & destarred fish. I can't wait to pick out an outfit for him to go home in. It's like when you take your newborn home from the hospital and packing your bag is such a big deal. Tuesday will be a big deal.

Thankful for:
God's grace in giving me a good day, hopefulness about Tuesday, a clean(er) house, and Target (minus the toy aisles = toddler tempertantrums)