Monday, August 4, 2008

Not the best weekend.

That about sums it up. This just wasn't the best weekend for any of us. The Boy had a better Sunday than Saturday, for sure, and a better Monday than Sunday. But, on the whole, we've all been better. This was also the first weekend in a while that we were by ourselves, and I'm sure that that was some of the reason. It's a lot harder than we realize to take care of the baby AND to take care of ourselves. When another set of hands is in the picture, things are just that much easier.

Sunday, we went out to breakfast again, because I felt like it. Afterwards, we went to Costco, walked around for a while, and spent far too much money. We don't buy food at Costco because of the whole Kosher thing, but we did buy a new air filter and lots of cleaning supplies. We got home and The Boy slept for a while, then we all went up and met my brother's family at Yogi Berra Stadium to catch a Jersey Jackals game. We were happy to go, because we needed to get out of the house and see some other people for a little while.

Today was an easy day. We had breakfast at home, then played for a while. My wife left to teach a lesson, and The Boy and I napped for a while. When he woke, we took the bike to my new school so I could poke around for a little while. I also had a conversation with my principal, to let her know what was happening with The Boy, because it will influence my schedule in the fall, for obvious reason. We came home, had lunch and napped for a bit, until a surprise visit by Uncle B. It was very, very welcome to see him! Later, my wife's cousins came to visit. They live really close by, but we never see them. The Boy is just going to sleep now, at 10:05 - coincidentally, the time that the Yankees just blew a 4-2 lead. Sigh.

We're still a little overwhelmed. The day-to-day life isn't a problem: The Boy is easy to care for and has a wonderful disposition. Particularly during the summer, we're getting plenty of sleep and have few day-to-day stresses. I'm welcoming the thought of going back to work in a few weeks, because then I'll have something to distract me from the day-to-day grind of dealing with the cancer. We'll see.

I'm tired. I'm going to play some Pixeljunk Monsters and go to bed.

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