Not the "plan"

My last day of work was supposed to be yesterday, Friday 6/24.

I was going to start swimming in the evenings and relax and float around.

There were things to clean, nesting that I had the urge to do and laundry in the dryer.

Relaxing and grabbing lunch with my friends was on my to-do list.

But apparently life has other plans...because

I've been here since Tuesday night.

Monday at my Dr.'s appointment I was told i needed to be done with work.

Looked like pre-eclampsia was creeping up.

My feet were horribly swollen.

My blood pressure was going up.

So the Dr. ordered tests, and me to admit myself for observation.

I cried. Alot.

I showered.

I packed an overnight bag.

I left the house in my terms, a mess.

And i've been in since then.

Luckily, I think things happened for a reason. After my initial frustration and sadness, I came to terms with it. Nothing I can do to change it...so embrace it. So here I lay. I've been laying. And laying some more. My swelling decreased. So did my blood pressure. Blood counts went up. Tests came back negative, throwing Dr's for a loop. So I stayed. And I think it's what was needed to get my body back to a better place for our little one.

I've slept. And slept. AND SLEPT.

I've watched a lot of HGtv.

And foodnetwork.

I've checked facebook more times than should be legal.

I've done some easy crosswords.

I've prayed.

I've had kind visitors to pass my time and show me they care :)

And Dave has been wonderful. I love that man. He is a do-er when it needs to be done. He has sat with me. Watched TV with me. Went home and cleaned the house for me. Went to Target for me. Has taken care of the dog. And he is in the process of getting cheesecake from the Cheesecake Factory for me. He has been kind and loving. And I know it must not be easy for him.

So here's to relaxing! Now I think I'll try to finish a crossword puzzle...

I'm lucky to have...

myself one of these...
A bona fide best friend.

And today is her birthday!

I love my Katie.

I suppose it's the kind of love sisters can share, but since I don't have one of those, she's mine.

I love that we met 24 years ago.

I love that we lived 3 houses away for the next 20 years.

I love that she knows everything there is to know about me.

I love that I know all there is to know about her.

I love her children.

I love that our husbands are friends and at times eerily similar.

She listens. She laughs. She makes me laugh. She agrees. She doesn't judge. She makes me feel justified, even when I'm not.

She gives advice. Honest, I-may-not-want-to-hear-it advice.

I don't tire of her. I don't get offended by her. I don't get jealous of her.

We can just "be" when we're together.

We can always find conversation.

We can not talk for a week and it never feels awkward or strained.

We can relate, even though life had different plans for us the last 8 years.

There's just one Katie to me, and I'm grateful for her!

Happy Birthday to my best friend, and here's to many more years!!

xoxo