Day One
Bonding…and I’m starting to look like myself again.
Going home and also Knit Your Shit finished product (more on that later).
Jonny gets a new iPad; Mom shows him the ropes.
Georgia and Jessa meet. It goes well.
Aunt Lauren and G: instant love.
Meanwhile…
From my IV…lovely right?
Jeeeeeeeeeebus.
We packed up our place and left the city…for good.
Tucked away in the burbs at my in-laws’, I am a milk machine.
It’s all worth it.
Smile Friday: Me n’ Jonny, from a family function this past May.
(note to self: You look much better when you’re not lazy and you actually apply makeup. Stop being lazy!)
(Also…I miss my hair!!)
From my nephews, for Jonny. Could you die?
You. Guys.
oh my god this has become whispery because I just can’t even take it. I miss my nephews so much! How could I not with how freaking cute they are!??? LOOK AT THEM!!!
Just smiley and laughing and adorable. God, I miss those boys. Being away from your family can suck sometimes.
I was just home in NY for the last five days, helping take care of my mom, who had minor surgery last week. She was in recovery by the time I was at the airport on my way to LaGuardia and my sister called to tell me the surgery went fine and everything was well, and I had a brief moment of thinking, maybe I don’t need to come…am I just going to be in the way? I was already at the airport though, so I boarded the plane and off I went.
My sister, dad and I tag teamed taking care of her all of Thursday. On Friday, both my dad and sister had to work, so it was just my mama and me. I made her breakfast and coffee, brought her lunch and snacks, helped her in and out of bed, and tried to entertain her with my general ridiculousness. At one point, helping her sit up to take some medicine, she looked at me and said, “I’m SO glad you’re here.”
It felt good to be there for her, after countless times of her being there for me, even if most of what I was really doing was bringing her food and hanging out while watching countless episodes of House Hunters. I wasn’t in the way. On the contrary, I was there to pitch in and make sure the dishes were done and the house was clean and my mom was rested and my dad wasn’t too stressed. I was part of the family, in the same state, the same house, the same rooms. We were all together.
It was a lovely weekend.
