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.

Sunday, September 2, 2012

Beach Brunch

This morning Marshall and I drove down to Carolina Beach to visit one of my good friends Dawn and her husband Eric. Last week Dawn had a double mastectomy as a preventive measure. Dawn's mother ended up passing away from breast cancer a year ago and ever since Dawn has been wanting to have this surgery. Even though she was pretty sore still and not able to move her arms very well, she looked great! We took her a box of chocolates and visited with them and Dawn's Dad for a bit until it was time for Dawn to eat and take her pills.

Since we were already down at the beach, my Mom and Erika decided to meet us down there for brunch at Havana's. Brunch ended up being much longer than any of had expected. We set outside on the covered porch and it started raining about halfway through brunch. So we just sat there and watched the rain and drank some coffee until it finally stopped raining.


We decided to chance it and go out to the beach despite the overcast weather and looming rain clouds. We parked at my Uncle Norwood's house and walked across the street to Carolina Beach. It ended up being a very pleasant afternoon. It was slightly cooler and not as sunny as yesterday, but that was probably a good thing as we all got some good sun yesterday.


For dinner Marshall grilled out chicken on our new grill and we had my Dad and Erika over. Dinner was delicious! I might have to convince Marshall to cook more often if it is going to turn out like that! We had a good time visiting with both of them and I'm glad my Dad and Erika got a chance to visit with one another as they don't see much of each other. I guess that's what happens when people get divorced. Erika is my cousin on my Mom's side so naturally when she comes into town she spends her time with my Mom and seeing us if we are around. It just worked out that she was in town for the whole weekend for it being Memorial Day weekend so she was able to get away and see my Dad for a bit. Things would be much easier for me all around if my parents weren't divorced, but given who my parents are I know they would be miserable together! It does make it difficult to try to space out my time evenly between my parents. It never fails one of them always feels slighted and I end up exhausted from trying to please everyone. Sometimes I just feel like not telling either of them when I come home so I can just hang out with my husband and not feel obligated to do anything with anyone. I know having a child is only going to complicate things because both of them are going to want to see the baby whenever we are in town and I guess I'm just going to have to figure it out when the time gets here. It will be a good problem to have and I will gladly worry about how to appease all the grandparents when the baby gets here.

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