We spent Father's Day morning lounging around the house and loading up our baby gear (and there is a lot of it). Kevin opened his Father's Day gifts--Lewis and I got him a 'Dad'-themed book for them to read at bedtime, 'Dad' and 'Lewis'-sized U of L T-shirts for the 2011-12 basketball season, and a homemade picture frame with a picture of the two of them in it. I meant to take a picture of the frame before Kevin took it into work--I'll have to see if he can snap a picture of it for me. It was a huge mess but a lot of fun doing arts and crafts with Lewis. :) He had small flecks of blue in his poop for a few days. Awesomeness.
Lewis gnawing on Juniper's ever-present pointing finger
Father's Day - Uncle Kevin and Juniper
Where's your belly, Juniper?
OR
Future Flasher? :)
Father's Day - Kevin and Lewis
(Lewis is doing a weird sucking-on-his-bottom-lip thing as of late...
not sure what that is all about. Anyway, that's why his smile looks funny.)
After lunch, Kevin headed to Louisville to get the dogs, and all of us ladies (aunts, cousins, mom, grandma, sister, Juniper) took off for Women's Week at Waycross. They have all gone for years and this was the first year for Emily and I to join in. The drive down 65 was a rainy one, and we saw like 4 or 5 separate chain reaction crashes in the Northbound lanes--super scary. We finally arrived safely at camp (after a failed attempt at feeding Lewis and some subsequent crying--I should have known things were about to go downhill). We finally got all settled in and got a visit from Ben (he's an assistant director at camp). Again, Lewis gnawed.
Tasty
And Ben whispered sweet nothings in Lewis' ear which kept making him laugh
(but he never let go of his Death Suck Grip).
We had a nice afternoon/dinner/evening. Drinks, catching up, laughing, etc. Great thoughts for the next day at camp--hiking, swimming, creek hiking, seeing Adie, etc.
Then I went to bed, and The Great Flu of 2011 happened. I don't think I've ever truly had the flu until now. It was worsened by the fact that I was in a room by myself with Lewis, with no phone in my room, no cell reception, afraid to wake up Em/Juniper down the hall because it was 2:30am, etc. My mom was on the entirely different side of the conference center...it was like the worst possible scenario.
Finally in the morning, Emily found a note I'd left on my door, so she went and got Mom to help take care of Lewis while I napped through breakfast. I tried to nap, eat a little something, drink Gatorade, etc., but I felt absolutely terrible. Fearing I'd get others sick and knowing that I had milk stored up at home (plus my pump, if needed), I decided to head on home. Of course I got stuck in construction traffic, which pushed me into hitting rush hour traffic. Luckily Lewis was good on the drive home. Kevin was amazing in unloading the car (and child) and letting me pass out immediately. He unpacked, did a feeding, did the laundry, etc. Luckily he'd taken Monday off, but what a crappy way to end his long weekend. I am thankful. I woke up to feed a few times and finally felt a little better overnight. Then I felt alright yesterday but have started to feel puny again today. In the meantime, I hear one my cousins (still at Waycross) was sick yesterday. And now today, Kevin has it. I feel so bad that others are getting sick--I have no idea who gave it me! I wouldn't been out and about if I'd known I was sick. Blech.
Hopefully next year we'll have a better experience! Sure can't get much worse! :) I even tried to eat a Waycross chocolate chip cookie (my favorite), but couldn't stomach it. That is sad.
So that takes us to the present! I do have another video of Juniper and Lewis to post, but I'll save that for tomorrow or Friday. :) We are trying to get back to our 'norm' of a routine...the last few days of our adventure and then yesterday here at home were all sorts of out of whack. Mama needs her consistency/predictability back, please. :) Today was much better.