Here Comes the Sun?

I have been sick for the past three weeks.

I know people say things like this, when what they really mean is “I’m sick and it feels like it’s been three weeks.” But trust me on this one. I looked it up on a calendar and everything. It got to the point where I went to the doctor last week, because usually when you’re sick for three weeks, it means that something has gone badly.

(They listened to my heart and lungs, made me say “aaaaah” a bunch of times, and then diagnosed me as being the parent of a toddler. I probably had the good fortune to come down with 2-3 colds in a row.)

When I get sick, I like to remind myself that I won’t always feel this awful. But, we’ve been sick off and on since October. So now it feels more like, well, I probably won’t feel this awful forever. But, then I’m going to get another cold and feel all awful again. Aren’t I just a ray of sunshine? That’s why I really needed a weekend like this, where I actually felt like I got what I needed in order to recharge. For the first time in recent memory, Sunday night came along and I felt better than I had on Friday.

(Some of this might be all the Sudafed and Ibuprofen I started pounding, but we’re all going to pretend I’m on the mend, ‘kay?)

It was Pepper’s birthday this weekend, so our friend Josh came up from NYC for the weekend and the whole gang (Pepper, Josh, and Yogurt) made plans to get together. We didn’t have any plans set for Saturday morning, so Kristian sent me back to bed right after we all woke up. I slept until noon, guys. Noon! That’s the parental equivalent of going to bed on Friday night and waking up on Monday morning. I have never been more in love with my husband.

It also meant that I had to energy to join the gang for a walk along the river. It was gorrrrrr-geous out there.

Not bad for an iPhone, eh?

Lilian enjoyed the walk as well.

Kristian saw this and said, “she’s running away because she’s scared of my exploding head.”

(Photo by Josh)

We all got to cheer on Pepper as her hockey team won their game 2-1. Then we headed back to Yogurt’s place for a fancy birthday dinner. It was at this point that I realized all of my drugs had worn off. I hung out on the couch for a bit as I waited for a new round of Sudafed and Ibuprofen to kick in. Lilian didn’t mind, because she had some new friends to play with.

I texted this pic to another friend, and she wrote back “AHHH WHAT’S CUTER”

After we put Lilian to sleep in her Pack and Play in the other room, one of those kittens took a little nap on my shoulder. Best. Feels. EVAR.

We ended up eating dinner around 10pm, which is when I usually go to bed these days. Which is why it was so nice that…

Kristian let me sleep in on Sunday. That’s right, my husband let me sleep in both days this weekend. That’s some Grade A Mommy Porn right there. Does anybody remember that episode of 30 Rock where the Tina Fey watches Porn for Women, and it’s all handsome men asking you about how your day went? Well, the enhanced version for moms is when your husband says, “why don’t you sleep in?” and then takes your toddler to the grocery store to get brunch supplies. Because that happened.

There are no pictures of brunch, but imagine a bunch of happy friends munching on oatmeal, fruit, pancakes, eggs, sausage, and bacon  while Kristian claims that it was a very simple meal, no really.

We took it easy for the rest of the day, but we did drag ourselves outside for a walk along the bike path at the end of our street. Lilian has apparently reached the phase where she has no interest in being conveyed in her stroller and wants to walkwalkwalk but who cares, because OMG sun sun sun did you notice that the sun is out???

This weekend was just what I needed. I caught up on sleep, we got to spend time with dear friends that we wish we saw more of, and we all got some much needed vitamin D.

(And then this morning we woke up at what felt like 5am, looked outside, and it was snowing.)

(This winter is NEVER GOING TO END AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.)