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.

Tuesday, October 16, 2012

Sick and Tired

Back at the Penthouse again! At least Morgan is here working. I love that kid. She reminded me that her BIG 18th birthday is in only 10 days! I do believe she has been counting down all year. Unfortunately, we weren't in the Penthouse all day. We ended the night with car work. Pregnancy + sickness + car work = HELL! I could hardy wait to get out of that car. I was so nauseous feeling by the time it was over, I simply sat down on the curb by base camp and finished my wrap up there. At least we wrapped early because the sun was going down and all our car work was day time. Vikki, our crafty gal, walked by me and saw me and knew instantly I wasn't feeling good. I told her I was definitely coming down with a cold and on top of it the car work made me feel even worse. A few minutes later, Vikki returned carrying several different varieties of soup for me to choose from. She's so sweet.

Since I was close to the NoDa house, I ran by there and watered the plants then called in an order to my favorite Indian place - Maharani. Maybe some Palak Paneer and Nan bread would make me feel better. I thought about making the soup that Vikki gave me, but I just didn't feel like even standing up long enough to heat up soup on the stove. Instead, I swung by Maharani and picked up my take out and headed back to the apartment. I ended up having dinner in bed. Fortunately, I did have some ice cream in the freezer, so I helped myself to it and then turned on Glee and snuggled in for the night. It might be only 9pm but I was ready for sleep in the hopes that I would wake up feeling better.

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