On Tuesday afternoon I was eating lunch with a couple of co-workers in Downtown Norfolk when all of a sudden the floor started moving. It was really vibrating for a couple of seconds and then it was smaller shakes for almost another minute. It was one of the strangest feelings ever. One of my co-workers wondered out loud if it was the new light rail was causing the earth to move. I remembered a small earthquake when I was in college and automatically thought of that. We didn’t really have time to figure it out when we saw people evacuating from the federal building across the street from the restaurant. Uh oh. Cell phones wouldn’t make any calls out and the internet on smart phones was down. We walked outside (you know like all stupid people do in the movies) to see if anyone knew what was going on. Not even thinking that if it were an earthquake that an aftershock (or the real deal) could hit at any time.
Being that I took two semesters of geology, I am basically an expert of the subject. I knew that basically anyone in the country (or world for that matter) can feel an earthquake. There are fault lines everywhere, hence the continents and their locations, so my first thought was that is what we felt. By the time we got back to the office it was confirmed that we had a 5.9 magnitude earthquake. Pretty tame in the grand scheme of things, but the biggest in over a century in southeastern Virginia.
On Wednesday evening Chase’s nose started to run, he was coughing and sneezing like crazy. At first I thought it might be a summer cold, but as the late afternoon turned into night and sleep was SCARCE I thought that maybe at 10 months, twice as long as his other friends, if maybe, maybe there were actually some teeth hiding up in his gums. As a baby I didn’t teethe until I was nearly a toddler, so I wasn’t expecting them to show up when they did with everyone else, but that doesn’t mean I was looking forward to it.
Since then he constantly chews on his fingers, drools like a faucet, has had a low grade fever and still hasn’t been sleeping well. When he will allow me to look at his upper gums (a feat similar to opening a cat’s mouth) he screams and throws a tantrum that I’m sure will rival those in a year or so, but I can see two very small slits where his two front teeth will allegedly show up. If his orthodontics mirror mine, who knows what is going to show up there. It could be canines or molars. He is become clingy like he has never been since he was born and holds onto me with both of his arms so I can’t put him down. It has basically been a nightmare since Wednesday and since I can’t see what’s going on in there, who knows how much longer it will last.
Today, Hurricane Irene is bearing down on us.. Chase, Foster and I made our way over to my parents’ house to weather the storm mainly because they have a generator for when we do lose power. So far we still have it and have only dealt with a lot of wind and rain. We have a while to go before it “hits” us. If Chase were sleeping on some semblance of a schedule, this whole adventure would be a lot more fun, but no such luck this week.
Thankfully Mom and I have been drinking moscato slushies (and it is just now noon), you know, to better weather the storm. We will eventually make our way back to our house to see if we have power and to access the damage.
For those of you paying close attention, you have probably realized there has been an omission to this whole post. Brad. Ever heard of him? He is out in Oregon and has been there since Sunday and won’t be home again until Monday. Then he’s leaving again on Wednesday to be gone for 6 more days. As I told him yesterday he owes me a very nice piece of jewelry.
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