Hello my friends! Here I had hoped to have at least half of this post over to you late last week, but our house ended up getting a visit from a horrible sinus bug. Tuesday afternoon everything was fine and dandy – we played with friends at the park, walked to the playground at home, and were busy what was likely our last hot week of Seattle summer.
By Tuesday night I could tell I felt a little off, and Wednesday morning I woke up with a horrible head cold and a throat that felt like it was in flames. To make matters worse, Cullen also woke up with a gross booger nose and a mild cough. Oh, and it was also 90 degrees outside – a weird late summer heat wave that came and went quickly!
We spent the morning out seeking air conditioning relief in places like the grocery store, and the rest of the day cooped up inside with the curtains drawn and windows closed, hoping to keep out the heat. Any moment that Cullen was asleep, I was in bed too.
Casey was in a day-long conference all day, but came home as soon as it was over so he could help out. Once he had taken over with Cullen, I jumped into the shower for the second time that day, because I wanted to just stand there and feel the heat and steam for some relief. When I turned it on, I noticed that something seemed off about our water temperature – it was WAY too hot. I mentioned it to Casey when I came down, so he headed to the basement to take a look and make sure nothing was wrong.
He came back with a bad look on his face, and said, “we have a serious problem.”
Apparently, our hot water heater had cracked through on the bottom and was basically gushing a river across our basement. The good news is that our basement is relatively empty, so nothing else was ruined, but we had a major water problem that needed to be fixed.
On Thursday, Casey worked from home and Cullen and I continued to spiral into sinus congestion hell. Actually, I think by this point he was starting to rebound and I was continuing downhill. It all feels like a fog of sleep and tissues and coughing now. Casey called around to figure out how to deal with our water heater issue, and I did my best to drag my giant aching pregnant body around after Cullen. I also spent a lot of time in bed.
The thing is, you know how when you’re sick all you want is to stand in a hot, steamy shower? Or how when you’re kid is sick – you are supposed to steam up the bathroom and sit in there to help relieve the cough? Yeah. Worst timing ever. I attempted one freezing cold shower and had flashbacks to my freshman year dorm bathroom. I lasted about thirty seconds.
On Friday morning, we woke up and Cullen was back to his old self – high energy, clear nose, and full of smiles and life. It was also his first morning of preschool! I was still a disaster, so Casey ended up taking him, which was really fun and special for both of them. He had a blast!
At some point that afternoon we all ran out for lunch. I couldn’t imagine cooking anything, and I really wanted hot soup. I got a big bowl of hearty veggie soup with a broccoli salad side, hoping that all the nutrients and color would help speed along my recovery. Casey and Cullen were both perfectly healthy, and I figured my cold was just hitting harder since my immune system was already so suppressed.
My cough was so bad on Friday that I was honestly kind of worried. You know how you get those heaving, hacking coughs where it takes every muscle in your body to get it out? Well, I was doing those, and at almost 37 weeks pregnant, it felt like I was going to make my water break with each one. I laid in bed as much as possible and tried to have zero physical exertion. Oh, and we still had no hot water or showers (going on 48 hours).
But despite all this moaning and groaning, there was a very bright spot at the end of the day. After calling around and pricing out our options, we ended up realizing that it was more cost effective (and obviously way more fun) for us to use air-miles to fly Casey’s dad out for the weekend (who is an amazing handyman/contractor) than to hire a plumber to come install a water heater. He was up for a weekend in Seattle and jumped on a plane. Late Friday night, Grandpa arrived!
Cullen woke up Saturday morning, and literally jumped out of my arms when he saw Grandpa waiting for him in the kitchen. He is so completely enamored by him, and it is so sweet to watch.
Casey and Eddie spent the first few hours of the morning running around to home improvement stores and working in the basement installing our new hot water heater. Cullen and I talked a lot about tools and paid them many visits. He had a very hard time understanding that Grandpa was not just there to meet his Sesame Street figurines and help him race cars around the playroom!
Our weekend continued to improve with the delivery of our brand new washer and dryer machines. Talk about a big home improvement weekend! We had been wanting to replace the old machines at our new house since we’d moved in, but it took a few months of budgeting/saving and waiting around for the right deal. We scored an awesome bargain during Labor Day sales, and Saturday was finally the big day! And as a bonus, I was able to sell our old machines on Craigslist – win.
We had these same machines (in a different color) at our old house in Kirkland, and I absolutely loved them. Seriously, you know you are getting old when you are this excited about laundry.
Casey and Eddie got the hot water turned on and ready to go, and within an hour I had laundry going in the new machines, the dishwasher running with a week’s worth of overflowing dishes, and I was finally jumping into the shower myself. I could have stayed in there all day long, and as it was I think I stood there for around forty minutes. It was absolute heaven.
We took the rest of the day off from house stuff and took Grandpa out for some Seattle fun. We walked through the Ballard Locks and the boys all ran around in the grass, while I parked my butt on the ground and tried to make the best of this crummy cold.
Sunday morning we were headed back out to plan for a few more small house projects. Casey’s dad is super handy, and wanted to help out with as many things as he could before he left. We took a family trip to Home Depot, where Cullen proceeded to have an epic meltdown that involved laying face first in the middle of an aisle.
Sometimes all you can do is (snap a picture and) wait for it to be over. He had skipped his nap the previous two days in a row, and he was in a foul mood. Home Depot certainly did nothing to improve that.
Back at home, Cullen finally napped, and Casey and Eddie rebuilt our first floor coat closet. This isn’t a true “before” picture, but basically they stripped all the shelving and changed the direction of the hanger bar to maximize the space and storage capabilities.
Everything that used to be in the closet exploded all over our living room.
Oh, and I hemmed curtains! This is kind of a big deal, because I am the least crafty person and have zero talent/confidence with these things. I cheated and did the whole iron/melty tape thing instead of sewing, but this was still a huge victory for me. Two weekends and eight curtains later, they are finally all done and it looks a million times better!
Cullen woke up and got to watch his first football game with Grandpa.
And I got to organize my new and improved coat closet. It’s the little things, right?
I made a giant pot of black bean chili and a big skillet of pumpkin cornbread (forgot how awesome this is!!) for dinner. We had a really awesome thunderstorm, and it felt like the perfect start to the fall season. We enjoyed one last wonderful evening with Grandpa and just relaxed at home as a family.
This morning it was back to business as usual. Casey headed to work, and Cullen and I headed to the airport to take Eddie home. We said our goodbyes, but it was raining and all happened kind of quickly, and I don’t think Cullen understood until a minute or two later. I had to actually pull the car over and sit in the back with him in the departures area for a few minutes, as he was hysterically crying and yelling “more ‘ampa!” and “no airplane!” It was heartbreaking.
I had planned on heading to IKEA – quite possibly my most hated place on earth – after the airport, since they are nearby and I have a few things I’ve needed from there for a while now. But seeing the big tears rolling down Cullen’s cheeks and knowing how sad I felt too, I knew that we both needed a pick me up.
For whatever reason, the only thing Cullen loves as much as Grandpa and garbage day, is…the Space Needle.
We spent our morning walking around Seattle Center, gazing at the needle, browsing the gift shop, eating snacks in the grass, and enjoying a nice, cool fall day. Cullen recovered pretty quickly, and despite being sad that our visit with Grandpa was so short, we are so unbelievably grateful that he was able to come out here at all for an unplanned last-minute trip. And I narrowly managed to escape without buying a foot-tall $9 plastic Space Needle piggy bank, so it was a success on all counts.
I am still feeling really crummy, and will probably head to the doctor in the morning if things still haven’t improved. I’m hoping this clears up soon so I can enjoy these last three weeks of being pregnant!
My to-do list for this upcoming week includes installing the infant carseat in the car, finding a spot for the baby swing, and packing our hospital bag. Things are getting real!