Hello February! You came in like a wrecking ball, didn't you? I don't really mean that. I mean, yes, this month - as in this one day - started with crazy gut pain - which I have decided is the new name for the evil gut pain. I refuse to allow anything that evil to dwell within me, as much as I can help. So pain wise it's wrecked but maybe I'll get the worst part out of the way and the rest of the month will be smooth sailing. Could happen, couldn't it?
This month is going to be busy so I hope it's mostly pain-free. Austin has a job interview tomorrow morning. I have an ultrasound scheduled for Tuesday. I have my eligibility appointment for the free clinic - have to qualify every year - on Wednesday. By Thursday I'll be ready to introvert for the rest of the month. But I'm hopeful we can make it down for Baby Peanut's next appointment and then Cosette has two appointments next week - to the regular OB and to the specialist. I have an appointment with the pain doctor in the third week of the month and have to repeat lab work for the clinic on the 25th. I'm exhausted just thinking about it all.
We are not sure exactly when we'll be "up North" for the wedding. We have a place reserved for us in Old Lyme for the days immediately surrounding the nuptial activities but I'd also really, really like to spend some time in New York. There's a part of me that kind of feels like I won't have the mobility to travel easily in the future. I definitely have my concerns about this trip but am going to count on adrenaline and excitement to propel me forward. It's not EASY to walk for long but I still CAN. I still CAN climb stairs even though it doesn't feel good. I don't know how much longer I can do that sort of thing. I feel like if I can travel one day and maybe do a little sight-seeing/merry-making the next and spread it out, I'll be able to get more in. I never got to see Central Park on my last visit and I'd really like to be able to experience my nieces' first Broadway show with them. I have a mental list of ancestral places that I'd like to see and I'd love to see the new 9-11 Memorial. It was a hole in the ground the last time I was there. Ultimately though, I'm kind of just at the mercy of my travel companions so I'll go and do whatever we go and do and be delighted to be a part of it.
I was messaging back and forth with the lovely bride last week discussing shoes for my - soon to be OUR - nieces. They're wearing ballet flats which got a huge thumbs up from Aunt Heather since I HATE high heels.
I've shared this photo before but it's been awhile. From left to right it's my brothers David, Bryan, Michael with my boys Cody and Ryan in front of them. Then Angie and Jim in the middle (bride and groom) and then my mom, my dad, my dad's mom - Grandma Leta who is still living and my mom's mom, Grandma Pennington who passed away in 1998 and then my kids' dad and lastly me holding baby Austin. You can't see my shoes but trust me, high heels. The shoes Helen picked out for the girls are going to be perfectly comfortable for them.
Today Bryan and Helen found out that the apartment beside Bryan's was on the market. They made an offer and it was accepted! It will enable them to enjoy the rental income for that apartment until they need it and then whenever they expand their family they will be able to expand their apartment! I think my mom and I are as excited about the possibility of little Bryans and Helens running around as we are about the wedding. We didn't think he'd ever want kids or be in a relationship that would welcome kids. The first thing post proposal I asked was, "will there be kids?". I'm pretty sure I said "congratulations" first. Pretty sure. He's a great pet parent and he's a really good uncle - I mean, doll shopping, hello??? He'll make a really good, very practical and pragmatic parent. Some day. Before I die, please.
I have the Super Bowl pregame stuff on the tv. I'm not really watching it, it's just background noise but I did enjoy John Legend singing America The Beautiful. Every time I hear that song I think of Hayley Mills singing it in the movie Pollyanna. For some reason America The Beautiful sounds better with an English accent. Go figure. For the record I don't have an opinion on who will win and I don't really care who does. Unless it's absolutely a barn burner I'll be switching the channel for Downton Abbey.
And I guess that's about it for this update. Hope you enjoy your Super Bowl watching (or not watching) and have a great week next week! Love and hugs!