Long Days Past and Ahead

I'm too tired right now (after three loads of laundry, sterilizing bottles, cleaning out my car, BB teething pain, etc.) to post any pictures from the walk BB and I took today, but I had a few thoughts on my mind.

The past week and a half has seemed, I think, the longest after BB was born. All other weeks have flown by, but these have been rather tortuous. I won't go into detail since I think there's a limit as to what one should post in regards to personal matter, but it has been a long twelve days of not feeling right and then feeling worse. I even made myself a Tanqueray and tonic to take the edge off of the day and it's tasting pretty fantastic right now. Even though, I'm dreading the weekend and the unknown. Uncertainty can be a whopping nightmare.

On top of all that, my grandfather is going into surgery in a few hours. He has tongue cancer and it's a tough surgery that I will not elaborate on. Although my mother and I have unfortunately not been very close to him (my mother because he was never there for the family, and me because he lives in Canada), I don't think anyone should have to go through anything like this and I hope he finds the courage to be strong and get through it. I do have one fond memory of him, though. Every year we visited, he would always have a box of Chinese egg tart pastries waiting for me as we drove up the driveway. They were always my favorite and the fact that he had them made me feel very special. Please say a prayer for him this morning.

I wanted to write more but just remembered that BB's clothes are waiting to be folded and are probably wrinkling more with every word I type. I'll be back later with some sunny pictures (it was t-shirt weather today!) and hopefully a more refreshed tone. Good night!