Week 19 - July 2, 2006
This past week has been a challenging one for me. For one, I had to drop my daughter off to see her father, and with it being the first extended time away from me for the summer, it was a tough one for me to take. I thought I was fine, but then when I got home, everything started to remind me of her, and then I completely broke down and burst into tears. Bill ended up going out to get me some ice cream, which made me feel a bit better. It didn't help that this week Cassie got sick while she was with her grandparents (they live near her father). Luckily, it was a mild viral infection -- the doctor thinks it could have been related to her system being a bit challenged due to allergies, and the virus was able to sort of "sneak" its way in. Adding to my usual worries/concerns about her, this didn't help, but by week's end, she was feeling much, much better, to my relief. I'm counting the days until she's home -- July 15th seems so far away.
I guess since she spends the 4th with her father and his family, the holiday has sort of lost its charm on me. When I was a kid, there was no way you could tone down my excitement! Of course, living in a state (at the time) that allowed for all sorts of fireworks was a bonus. Since her father and I divide up the holidays, that just happens to be his holiday with her. It stinks, but what can you do? Normally, I volunteer to work the morning shift on the 4th, since it makes the day go by faster and I get some much needed holiday pay. This year, I'm off -- so maybe I'll try to get together with a good friend of mine to catch up.
Things were really tough for both Bill and me this week. I don't want to get into it or rehash anything, but the extra stress on both of our parts didn't help. I lost count how many times I cried this week -- even sometimes for no reason. I was sort of glad to see the week come to an end.
But, the week wasn't totally on a sad note -- on Thursday, we went to the doctor to get an ultrasound of the baby and while I wish I could tell you if it's a boy or a girl, the baby wouldn't "turn over" and the radiologist wasn't able to get a real clear look, but she *thinks* it's a boy. Funny, that's what the technician who did my last ultrasound with my daughter said (she said "90 percent sure" it was a boy). So, this one's got the last laugh on us, that's for sure! It's all good, though -- baby is healthy and really starting to move around a lot more now -- not so much at work, although sometimes he/she surprises me -- but most times it's when I'm sitting very still or laying down at night. Guess Cameron/Victoria will let us know, come November!
Hope all of you have a nice 4th of July . . . and until next week, take care . . .