This is a picture of Jim and Daughter #1. He loved being a father. The morning after she was born he came to the hospital and told me how strange it was to say the words, "my daughter". He practiced over and over that morning while he was shaving. He had that stupid grin on his face that new dads get. Especially new dads of daughters.And he cried when every child was born. All six --- and two were born on the same day (OK, they were an hour and a half apart so we both cried on that one). He cried with joy and relief that it was over and I was OK. He always put me first and always worried if I was ill. Sometimes that would drive me nuts. I wish he were here worrying about me now.
I'm finally feeling somewhat better. I have slept more in the past 2 days than I have in years. I could still sleep some more. But I'm not heaving so that's a plus. And my esophagus doesn't feel like it's burning so that is positive. I guess the down side is that I can definitely not eat much at all and the thought of drinking wine (or anything with spice or alcohol) horrifies me. But at least I have crawled out of bed. I even went with the girls and Son #1 to see the Horton movie. I probably shouldn't have done that because I started feeling ill and too exhausted to talk before we got home. I went back to bed and slept for 3 more hours. I am now in the family room, hanging with the kids. The ears and sinuses are still an issue. I know --- too much info. It's surprising how much your physical condition affects your mental condition -- and visa versa. I would just like to feel good in both conditions -- for maybe a day? That seems to be too much to ask.
Daughter #1 got a letter from Yale today, regretfully not accepting her. She's relieved and seems to feel really good. She had chosen Harvard anyway, but still wasn't sure about having to decide between the two. Yale's loss (she also got accepted from another school this week but had already told them "no, thank you"). So she has a plan and is happy. I'm happy for her and for her future. Hopefully I'll be able to go visit her in Moscow next spring while she's studying there.
OK, time to hang with the kids. Before I fall asleep again.
5 comments:
W..."Yale don't know!"
Good luck at Harvard and I hope we can come visit!! Traveling through the colonies is one of my dream vacations! (If they didn't have such harsh winters, I might even like to live there!) I bet that sounds strange coming from someone who lives in ALASKA!! LOL
Take care everyone and hope you feel better J!
XOXO
K in AK
Harvard is WAYYYY better anyways--Yale knew W had already choosen Harvard and so they were just avoiding W's rejection of them. They are so jealous of Harvard!!!
I am glad to hear you are feeling a little better- I hope you continue to improve rapidly!
Miss you, love you, K
Good morning my darling daughter. I'm so glad you are feeling a little better, but so sorry you had to share your sisters germs. What a bummer. How did you enjoy Horton? Also, what did you think of "American Gangster"? Maybe you'll have your strength back by tennis time this week. I sure hope so. Are you able to eat at all? How does a malt or milk shake sound? It might sooth your throat. Get plenty of rest and take care of yourself. I love you soooooooooo much. Your in my prayers, as always.
Studying in Russia? That sounds so cool! What did you guys think about the Seuss movie? I want to take the kids to see that. XOXO W.
Oh....yeah.....MOSCOW?!?
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