Noah's grandfather took the whole family (ex Noah ironically enough) to dinner for Noah's Aunt Elise's birthday. Her actually birthday is Sunday, but we did the family celebration tonight. We had a great time - was actually very good for Susan and I to get out of the house given everything that has gone on recently. For us, on par with Elise having a birthday and my Dad picking up the bill for everyone was Elise's best-friend Rachel who came over to babysit for us by way of a last minute request. We couldn't thank her enough for just coming and then - to boot - she refused to accept any payment. Of course, Noah decided tonight would be the night to wake up in the late evening - before we got home - so poor Rachel sat and rocked him for almost an hour and he wouldn't go back to sleep. Rachel, you are too sweet and when you least expect it, we will find a way to repay you.
Proud to say that all streaks are still in tact. Susan and Noah walked down and met me at the train. I got my run in after Noah went to bed and before we left for dinner.
For me, it was really good to see the whole family tonight. This was the first time I've noticed a totally natural conversation flow since we received Noah's diagnosis 6 weeks ago today and it was good. I didn't feel like we had to put on a good face, were able to freely talk about the latest with Noah, but as a group we didn't dwell on it either. It was just nice....and normal. You can easily forget how good normal can feel - if only for a couple of hours.
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