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.

Saturday, November 17, 2012

Maternity Shopping

I slept in today until 11am, but I could have slept so much longer. Getting home at nearly 6am, I only had about 5 hours of slept. I got up and slipped on clothes and went to Port City Java in Porter's Neck with Marshall. I had a decaf coffee and a lemon poppy seed muffin and wished the entire time that I was drinking some caffeine. Anything to help me wake up and feel like a normal person this morning. We went home and I showered and changed and we went to go grab some lunch. I requested Flaming Amy's for lunch since I was craving some pineapple jalapeƱo salsa and Marshall had no choice but to be agreeable. I'm not one of those wives that sends my husband out at 3 in the morning to get me something to appease my cravings, so the least he can do is go to lunch where I want.

We went to mall afterwards as it has become apparent I needed a bigger bra thanks to my swollen breasts, so we went to Victoria Secret and Marshall bought me a new bra and matching panties (part of my birthday present, he said). My birthday is in 2 days, but I can't say I'm overly excited for it. For one we have to go back up to Charlotte to finish some things on the NoDa house, which is the last place I want to go right now. And as usual, Marshall has waited until the last minute to think about doing anything for my birthday. Eventually, he will do something for me but it will be late and unwrapped and pretty uneventful, even though the gifts are always nice and thoughtful. But every year I just hope that maybe he will actually wake me up with a cake and a card. Honestly, it is really that simple. Birthdays to me mean you should have a cake with candles to blow out and a card to open. At least maybe he will get me a card on my birthday. That would be nice to have something heartfelt from him. His cards are always heartfelt, he just doesn't always do them.

After the Victoria Secret shopping was over, I went to the Motherhood store to get another pair of jeans. I ended up with 2 pairs of jeans and 4 shirts (it was buy 3 get one free so Marshall helped the sales lady find me 4 shirts I really liked). Then we went home and chilled out on the couch. I ended up unpacking my stuff from Charlotte and went through all my clothes and pulled out a bunch to give to my cousin Ashley and my niece Zsejke and some stuff for Goodwill. I feel as though my maternity clothes are taking over my wardrobe at this point. I've been wearing them for so long that they seem to keep multiplying. I'm hoping that once I'm done being pregnant I can lose some of my before weight and be an even smaller size than before. Then I can really go on a shopping spree.

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