Its been a fun and productive weekend so far.
Again, Susan’s family brought us the baby’s furniture, so that was a big change. Next, on Friday, they hung the window shades in the nursery that I was having trouble with.
On top of the furniture, we were the recipient of a great deal of clothing for little Olivia. That meant I got to do a ton of little laundry. Despite their tiny size, they took up several loads in the washer. It also took us a tremendous amount of time to fold them/hang them.
Before her parents left us on Friday evening, we loaded up the cut up tree from the front yard. The big pieces went home with them, but the smaller, more reasonable pieces were moved to the back yard for our us in the fire pit. Now we’ll just need to have a fall party to use some of it!
Susan’s brother Matt stayed behind and we stayed home, eating burgers cooked on the grill, enjoying the warm sort-of fall evening.
This morning I made some bacon and eggs for our breakfast. We killed some time, then went out for lunch and some shopping at Target. Upon returning home, we continued doing basically nothing until my family showed up ahead of the Preds game. They got to see all of Olivia’s new stuff, before moving on to the game.
When Matt took off around 7 to pick up his wife at the airport, Susan and I headed out to eat our anniversary dinner. Believe it or not, we didn’t eat at Rosepepper! 🙂 We satisfied Susan’s sushi craving by going to Samurai on Elliston. Its a tiny place near Vandy (and near the hospital where we’re delivering!) with all of 5 tables and a 7 seat bar. They have basically no kitchen, serving only sushi – no steak or chicken, etc.
Tomorrow we’ll do very little, most likely, but we’ll trade our cards and kisses to celebrate our first anniversary. Pretty amazing to think its only been a year!
Oh – and about our Olive – Susan is pretty confident that she is firmly settled into a head-down position. Ollie has been getting the hiccups pretty often and she can feel her pretty well at that point. The new position has made the “normal” movements in one way, more subdued, but in another, more aggravating. Since her arms are a little more bound, she can’t swing her fists as well. However, with her legs pointed up, Susan’s lungs are prime target.