Nolan Eason

At 1:03AM on Friday, March 30, 2012 my first child was born - a son. We named him Nolan Eason. 21" long, 5lb 3oz. He was beautiful and perfect in every way, except that he was stillborn. As we searched for answers to his untimely death, we also searched for comfort. This blog was created as a way of working through my sorrow by trying to find something beautiful in the world each day. Hopefully, along the way it will help others to heal as well.

Monday, August 13, 2012

Jail Time

Today we spent the morning filming in a real working jail. Of course, I didn't see a single prisoner but I did see plenty of police. In fact, we couldn't walk anywhere without being escorted by some law enforcer or another. I'm pretty sure they had us filming in a part of the prison where there weren't actually any prisoners, but it was still pretty creepy nonetheless. Just being surrounded by all those bars and locks made you want to never do anything to land yourself in a place like this. Afterwards, we moved back to the stages and spent the rest of the day filming in our prison set that we built on stage.

When the day was over I stopped by the grocery store to pick up some stuff to make dinner for Marshall and Robi and decided we might as well celebrate Marshall's birthday while we were at it. Knowing the week we had in store for us, this would surely be the earliest I would be off all week and the best time for me to spend any time celebrating Marshall's birthday. Afterall, his birthday is tomorrow so it's not that premature to celebrate tonight. After dinner, I stuck some candles in Marshall's pre-made grocery store birthday cake and sang Happy Birthday to him. I can only imagine what Marshall might have wished for this year on his birthday as he blew out the candles on the cake with one fell swoop. We all enjoyed a slice of cake and some ice cream before settling in to our respective beds to unwind. Robi on the couch with his laptop watching God only knows what kind of videos or movies and Marshall and I in bed watching some horror film on Netflix - Marshall's choice, of course. He is the king of B Horror films. He loves them and most of the time I fight to watch something better, but it was his birthday. Besides, I'm in that completely fatigued part of pregnancy where I will only last about 10 minutes of the movie anyway so it doesn't really matter what we watch. Honestly, for me it is just nice to know my husband is here and I get to fall asleep with him beside me and wake up next to him in the morning. It makes being pregnant and out of town a little easier to deal with.

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