...I'm going to be away for at least one more full week.
Our baby Isaac is doing well. He has to go across a few hurdles: manage to breathe well on his own without the nasal cannula and oxygen; come off the feeding tube and begin to nurse or take a bottle. There's every reason to believe that all this will go smoothly and baby boy will be home with mommy and daddy and 'Big Brudder' as he calls himself, before the week ends again.
His Mama and Daddy are tired and weary. Josh is a nice little boy and I mean that. If anyone had reason to be upset and throw tantrums and fits. Not for him. He is such a trooper and I mean that. He's done his best and I love seeing that character trait in him. However, by Thursday evening I could tell he was at the point of giving up on being stoic and about ready to just be two. Fortunately his parents came home Friday afternoon to spend the night at home and do laundry and gather their energy. Their only request was that they get to spend some time alone together as a family and that I felt was reasonable. I left early. Bess' mom came in late Friday evening. They had a few hours alone and it was enough.
I came home this weekend to refresh my pillboxes of daily meds and spend some time with John who I missed far, far more than I can say. Maddie danced her way up the driveway in front of me and John was waiting on the back porch when I arrived Friday just before sundown. He'd made fresh coffee, and set the table for Shabat. Honestly I can't think of a finer welcome home! I felt the weariness of the week melt away the closer I got to home, despite the list of things that kept running through my head of all I must attend to in two short days time.
I slept well enough that night, better than any night away from home in the past week. I piddled gently about the house setting things to rights (not much to do there since John is very good at housekeeping), watering plants, and repacking my bags for the next trip. I made a pot roast for dinner and an apple crisp. I found the new car tags so we can put them on the cars. I'd thought of them midway through the week and then felt sick trying to remember where I might have put them after John declared they were not in the bill box. Of course, I found them when I got in on Friday. In the bill box, lol.
I'd thought we'd have to do grocery shopping but we agreed we'd just skip that until next week. Good thing since I spent money at the local grocery down there trying to fill gaps at that home. Fortunately Bess keeps a nice pantry and freezer herself and only a few fresh items were needed. However, the grocery there, while nice, is pricey and so it took the sum I'd have spent at home. John's well set here and needs only an item or two at most which we'll pick up tomorrow when we stop for the Sunday paper.
I'll leave again early Monday morning. John will stay home, as he's a couple of shifts to work. I'll be back next weekend and we'll see how it goes from there.
...I don't plan meals...meal planning will depend upon what I choose to carry from home and use there. No clues just yet what that shall be.
...I don't plan work... at least not my own, though there will be enough to do at the other home.
...and I most assuredly do NOT plan leisure. Not with a two year old to care for!