We started our road trip on Friday by picking Isabella up from Salt Lake. Between the storm and traffic from the Tour of Utah bike race, that forty-five minute detour took three hours! But the delay spared us from terrible storm conditions on the I80, so we figured it was a blessing.
We spent Friday night in Winnemucca, and we got to San Francisco yesterday at 3:30 pm. Once we arrived, we went straight to Pier 39, ate sourdough bread at Boudin’s, took a bay sunset cruise that went around the Golden Gate bridge and Alcatraz, and finished up with hot chocolate and ice cream at Ghiradelli square.
I spent most of the day in bed trying not to have a baby. At one point, Lydia ran in and said, “Mommy, come look! Mary is being SO cute! You have to take a picture right now.” Since I was having trouble moving, I handed her my phone.
She took this picture:
Now I’m going to Google “What happens if you have a baby at 30 weeks.” Tomorrow is our road trip to San Fransisco. This should be interesting!
While I was on the phone with Mom, Mary came downstairs with her blank that you made, Grandma. She is SO attached to it. She wraps herself in it and calls herself “Queen Mary” and sometimes claims it has magic powers. It is even helping her get better about adjusting her bedtime. Tonight she didn’t get out of bed once after we put her in it! She just snuggled with your blanket and went to sleep.
I spent most of the day in bed having braxton hicks contractions. I think the pedicure massage yesterday set them off. In between I started reading the Warren Buffet biography I stole from you, Grandma. I love it.
Then this evening we went to Karin’s for a barbecue.
Since Mary has sleeping problems, she now falls asleep at 5pm-ish in the strangest positions.
Lydia happily ate a cookie while Mary napped.
After Mary woke up, we got in the car and met up with Lucas and Kim. We walked the trail to Bridal Veil Falls and forgot to take pictures.
Other than that, we spent the whole day cleaning, organizing, and sorting through the Marshall hand-me-downs for Ammon. We kept marveling at how fortunate we are. We have more clothes than we could ever possibly need! We are grateful.