Visitors, Stony Creek, 38 Weeks, and a cold

Here's a summary (in bullet form) of the last week and a half...

*My friend Joanna (friends since 2nd grade!) visited last Friday from Manhattan and we had a lovely day walking around Yale/New Haven and catching up over lunch and ice cream. She nearly missed her train back to the big city but made it in the nick of time. Of course I forgot to document her visit with a picture.

*I had a Dr. appt Friday and nothing much to report. Blood pressure good, weight on track, baby in head down position, now just waiting! We hit 38 weeks yesterday which means the baby is now full term. He could come any time now!

*Grant Shuman (one of Edward's older brothers) came to visit Friday afternoon to Saturday morning. He was at a conference in Manhattan and took the train to see us. It was a short visit but we managed to get in a long walk around Yale, eat at the famous Pepe's pizza joint, and Edward and his Grant got to have some brotherly time as I conked out on the couch. Hopefully Uncle Grant will come visit when the baby arrives!

Wooster Square

*After dropping Grant off at the ever-so-sketchy New Haven airport, Edward, Piper, and I visited Stony Creek
--"an affluent, shorefront section of Branford, Connecticut, centered on a harbor on Long Island Sound, in the southeast corner of the town. Stony Creek residents feel it has its own distinct feeling, that of a small village with a traditional timeless and quaint charm. Two unique attractions set Stony Creek apart from other small Connecticut coastal towns: the Thimble Islands and the Stony Creek Puppet House." (stolen from wikipedia) We skipped the Puppet House but were quite intrigued by the Thimble Islands--about 100 small islands not far off the coast, 23 inhabited, some just one large house per island. It was a beautiful day and we felt light years away from New Haven, even though we were only about ten minutes from home.

Many islands had only one house, this had one had several. The wealthy residents get to their homes by ferry, boat, or seaplane. Jane Pauley owns one of them, along with the writer of Doonesbury. President Taft had a summer house here, too.

Very nautical themed homes. One was shaped like a light house. Can you see the large boat steering wheel on the back of the house? (is that what you call it, a steering wheel?)

This was Piper's first time near the water and she was TERRIFIED--shaking like a leaf! She tried to slink away but Edward made her face her fear and go all the way out on the dock. Poor thing!

38 weeks

This rickety bridge over the water was also terrified Piper (and me!). Our walk didn't last too long because of my sudden urge to hit the restroom (very common these days).

Today I am dealing with a rotten cold. I could feel it coming on Friday night, had a sore throat yesterday, and was MISERABLE last night--drippy nose, sneezing, itchy ears, sore throat, achy, etc. I'm bummed because it's so nice out and I wanted to take Piper for some long walks, but it seems I'll be plopped on the couch all day. Hopefully the baby won't make an appearance until I am feeling fully recovered.


Hope you are enjoying the lovely weather!