Sep 11, 2006 07:17
I had to take the day off on Friday to take my last (hopefully) glucose tolerance test. A normal test during pregnancy, but since I already have a border line condition...they've tested me several times. Usually they wait until 26 weeks or so. With me, it was 17 weeks, 22 weeks, and 26 weeks. The general rule is that if it doesn't show up by 26 weeks, you should be good to go. I've passed the first two, we'll see what this last one brings. Keeping my fingers crossed.
While I was already taking the day off, I figured I'd make it a productive one. After my test in the morning, I went up to my mom's to do a little baby shopping with her. I needed some stuff and it totally makes her day to baby things, so it was good. We went to IKEA because I need a functional storage unit for the baby's room. We've decided not to get a changing table for the room (the dresser has a built-in one, but it doesn't have all the storage room that a separate changing table has). So, I wanted something that we could use for diapers, etc now and then the baby could use for toys and things when he/she gets older. I found just what I was looking for and didn't have to spend a lot of money. Then of course we had to go to Babies R Us and go through everything I put on my registry...again. But, that's what mom wanted to do, so ok.
Friday night was our first baby care class. Since my husband doesn't know much about babies, we thought it was a good idea for him to take this class. They taught about diaper changing, bathing, feeding, car seats, etc. I have a lot of baby experience, so it was a kind of refresher for me. But, I did learn a few new things so I guess it was worth it. My husband was so cute. He really got involved and asked a lot of questions. The other new dads-to-be were a little more shy, but afterward thanked him for speaking up because they had some of the same concerns.
The rest of the weekend was ok. Saturday we celebrated a friend's birthday by going out to a Japanese restaurant. The guys went nuts with the sushi, but we all had a good time. Sunday we kind of just hung around the house. We had a couple of errands to run, but that was about it. I didn't clean like I needed to or go to the grocery store. I just didn't feel like it. So, the house is still a mess and the fridge is pretty bare, but oh well. My husband said he'd help me tonight and I'm going to take him up on the offer.
Oh! There is some more good news on the job situation. The list of qualified applicants did actually arrive Friday as promised. I'm amazed, but that's besides the point. My name is on the list, so we are moving forward. Again, there are still no guarantees, but progress is progress.
Today is fifth anniversary of September 11th. It's a very sad day in New York and around the country. I travel through the World Trade Center Path station everyday. It doesn't take an anniversary to remind me what happened. Trust me, I will never forget what I saw that morning. At the time, I was working at the Statue of Liberty/Ellis Island, about a mile across the river from Manhattan. I was doing my monthly fuel tank inspections and was out on the back side of Ellis Island - I had a full view. I didn't see that first plane, but I heard it. My back was turned and by the time I saw what happened, the first building was already smoking. My brother-in-law works in lower Manhattan not far from the Trade Center, so I ran in my office to call him and see if he was ok. I couldn't get through, so I called my husband and asked him to try. Luckily, my brother-in-law happened to be in mid-town at his company's main office. My boss and I went back outside to see what was going on. We were standing there absolutely in shock when we saw the second plane. It was so low and it banked just in front of the Statue of Liberty. We knew at that point that this was no accident. I watched that plane go straight into the second tower. It's an image that will never be erased. We got word that there might be a third plane heading for the Statue of Liberty, so the islands needed to be evacuated. I ran into my office and called my husband to tell him the park was closing and I was leaving. The problem was that we couldn't just leave. The federal officers stationed at the park had to check all the buildings, all the cars, and the staff/construction bridge that connects Jersey City to Ellis Island. It was a while before we were actually able to leave plus, there was no cell phone service. When we finally were able to cross the bridge, it was just as the first tower collapsed. I watched it in my rear view mirror. I usually took the NJ Turnpike home, but all the highways were blocked off. At this point, my husband hadn't heard from me in a couple hours, he couldn't get me on the phone, and he was starting to freak out. I stopped at the first pay phone I could find and finally got through. He was relieved that I was safe and I asked him to call my mom and let her know that I was ok. I got home that day and like pretty much everyone else, sat glued to the tv.
People always say where you when Kennedy was shot...when the Challenger space shuttle exploded...etc. I wasn't even a glimmer in my parents eye when Kennedy was assassinated. I was in Ms. St. Dennis's third grade class when the Challenger blew up. I know that everyone has their own memories of 9/11; what they were doing, where they were, whatever. I just thought I'd share mine.