Sunday Salon: Birthdays, Books and Breathing
What a week, folks, what a week! My husband turned 29, I finished a whopping one whole book and my baby landed in the Peds office four times for the same darn cold.
Yes, that’s right, conjunctivitis, an ear infection and eventually a cough leading to a baby inhaler was all due to one tiny little cold. Makes me want to keep the kid in a bubble but that’s not ships were made for, says my mother.
In happier news, as I mentioned, my husband had a birthday on Friday and we went to a restaurant we haven’t been to in years. It’s a tiny Italian eatery in what I think of as fairly California-style hills of north Atlanta.
Hopefully this week will yield more positive reading results but I’m going to bank on the busy so if I do have a good week I’ll be pleasantly surprised.