While Geoff was gone I enjoyed being in my own home, not traveling anywhere out of town, for almost TWO WHOLE WEEKS. That is quite possibly the longest Samuel has been in one place since he was born. We were both thrilled to be STILL. I relished the time especially as we were scheduled to move out of our apartment as soon as Geoff returned.
Samuel and I enjoyed our time together more than ever. He figured out rolling as a great form of mobility the day after Geoff left town. This child, who is angelic when getting attention or being held, and a near nightmare when put on the ground alone or strapped in a car seat, PLAYED HAPPILY BY HIMSELF for 30 minutes to an hour between naps each day. He rolled everywhere, bonking his head on walls, and getting wrapped up in his blankets. Even with the challenges of keeping him away from new dangers, his mission to explore provided much needed freedom for each of us. And that is how I survived that couple weeks of single parenthood.
We made it back to the hospital just after my friend's new baby made a FAST, healthy appearance. Just after midnight, my grandmother passed away. We then drove to Dallas the next day to celebrate our nephew Levi's second Birthday. It was quite the 24 hours.
On Saturday we said a final goodbye to Grandma. It was good to be with family, and to remember her all together. My grandmother suffered with Alzheimer's for about 10 years, and though relieved that she was no longer trapped in her body, death is always a strange shock. We are immortal beings, with the promise of eternal life; death always feels wrong. I sacrificed several hours of very precious sleeping time to write a blog specifically in her memory, only to find out the next day that it hadn't saved. I have not had the time or emotional energy to rewrite that tribute, though I hope to do so soon.