Can’t believe it was August the last time I updated this thing. August seems like SO LONG ago. Hell, x-mas day seems like so long ago, when I went to a hot yoga class with my sister and felt amazing and then got the flu the next day.
But back up, updates in between. Nothing major. September was an extension of summer, lots of hanging out at the park with friends, a sort of magical feeling time in my young stay-at-home-mom life. I’m always so grateful for ending up in this community.
October I took a solo trip to Seattle to visit old friends who just had their first baby. A big deal for me to travel alone for the first time in…?? Before I met Nathan anyway… And first time being away from Jane. It was wonderful though and I absolutely loved the city, had never been to the west coast before.
Lots of kid-centered Halloween festivities, we hosted trick ‘o treating at our house again which I hope will become a tradition. (By “hosted” I mean, our friends arrived, we poured hot adult drinks into mugs and went and walked around the block with all the kiddos.)
Then at the beginning of Nov. I started a month long unlimited yoga package, perfect timing to ease into the dark cold winter. It helped SO much. The month flew by, the early arrival of lots of snow and cold didn’t even bother me, we did lots of x-mas stuff in Dec…
And then BAM the flu. I don’t think I’ve ever actually had the flu (which is one reason why I haven’t ever gotten the flu shot).
Am I the only one who feels like it is an eternity to be sick for a week? I’m going a little crazy.
The physical symptoms were bad enough (high fever, chills, sweating so much at night I had to change shirts 4 times…) but then Jane got sick a couple days after me and the WORRYING. Being so physically sick already probably just made me more emotional, but I would happily lay in bed with a fever any day if only I didn’t have horrible scenarios running through my head of rushing my child to the ER with a soaring fever.
We’re recovering, sort of. Jane’s fever went away for a day but came back this afternoon. I have a persistent cough and can feel the phlegm rattling in my chest.
And I feel suddenly in this dark place of winter, the place most Minnesotans experience at some point where you wonder why we live here, wonder how you’ll make it through until spring, start researching more habitable places to move…
I’m telling myself everything will be better if I’m just well enough to go to yoga again this weekend. Then next weekend Nathan and I have a hotel overnight, the next he is on a guys weekend and I’m planning a girls night out, then just one more weekend and we’re getting ready to go to FL Feb. 1st!
(I literally stare at my calendar several times a day repeating this sequence of events in my head, trying to convince myself how fast the month will go.)
So yes, happy new year, and happy survival of a Minnesota winter.