On Sunday afternoon, I went on an overnight trip with 2 of my favorite girls: my mom & sister. We'd been excitedly planning this for months, and it wasn't until the morning of our trip that I got my infamous nervous stomach. I wasn't really worried about Jacob. He's such a big boy, and while I knew he'd wonder where I was, I was also certain he'd be just fine with his daddy.
Alex was the reason my nerves were acting up. He is not completely weaned from breastfeeding. And although I absolutely would never have gone on this trip if I weren't 99.9% sure he'd do fine with his whole milk in a sippy cup as an alternative to the usual he orders at the boobie bar, that .1% of doubt & uncertainty had me worried.
We had to leave no later than 2:30 p.m. on Sunday afternoon. So at 2:00, I called Alex over to take his last drink from the bar before it closed for 24 hours. After he was satisfied, he popped off and walked back over to the toys. The countdown was on.
So I said my goodbyes, and even though I knew I was being ridiculous, couldn't help but have tears in my eyes when I gave the boys big hugs.
We picked Kerri up and were on our way to see the American Idol concert. Laugh if you must, but we were looking forward to seeing most of them. First we grabbed a quick dinner at our hotel, then walked to the concert. As expected, we saw lots of kids & teenagers milling about with their parents, and there were times we all felt old, but it was a lot of fun. Our seats were terrific, but would have been more enjoyable if we didn't have Chatty Cathy & her friends directly behind us. My mom shot her several dirty looks, but she was oblivious to mom's subtlety. Finally, I turned around & said, "Shhhhhh!!!!" Yes, I was that person, but it was so annoying. And you know what? It worked! This was my night out and I wanted to enjoy it, darn it!
There were about 2 of the performances I could have done without, but enjoyed the rest. Especially Michael Johns & the winner of this season's American Idol, David Cook. I wasn't sure if I should post a picture of Michael Johns. If I do, Jeff may think I have a crush on him or something. He always makes fun of my celebrity crushes. Did I mention how awesome Michael Johns' performance was? Or that he has an Australian accent (my very favorite accent)? Oh what the heck, here's a picture:
I love you, Jeff. :)
After the 3 hour concert, we headed back to the hotel to sleep. We planned on a "quick" breakfast at the hotel before hitting the road. Apparently, however, it takes a half hour to scramble a couple of eggs and make 2 pancakes. And then what should have been a 2 1/2 hour drive turned into a 4 hour journey because of a lane closure due to some kind of crucial work that absolutely had to be done to some trees by the roadside.
By this point, I just wanted to get home and see Jacob & Alex.
And finally, we were home. I saw Alex first, and oh boy, did he give me the sweetest smile & wrapped his little arms around my neck. And you can bet he was breastfed almost immediately.
Jacob was playing down the street at his cousin's house, so Jeff walked down to get him. That was also a sweet reunion. He grinned, ran over to me, and gave me one of his famous hugs. As he was hugging me, he was also stroking my hair. So sweet.
Jacob: "Mommy, where you go?"
Jeff: "I told you where Mommy went. Do you remember?"
Jacob: "Hmm...to church?"
Me: "No, Mommy didn't go to church. I went with Nan & Kerri to a concert."
Jacob: "Oohhh, a toncert. What's a toncert?"
Me: "A concert is where people sing and play music."
Jacob: "Oohhh!! I wanna go to a toncert!"
It seemed all went well while I was gone. Jeff got to enjoy his longest stretch of time alone with the boys. Everyone went to bed easily and Alex slept through the night as usual. Nobody cried for Mommy, and Jacob only asked where I was at bedtime. I'm grateful everything went smoothly, otherwise I would have felt extremely guilty for my mini vacation.
Thank you, Mom, for the whole trip. I needed it.
Thank you, Kerri, for the company & the $3.75 bottle of water.
Thank you, Pam, for helping Jeff at bedtime.
Thank you, Tricia, for letting Jacob play at your house, sweat in D's costume, and wear the "hot mask".
And thank you, Jeff, for being such a wonderful Mr. Mom for 24 hours. I appreciate it.
Now that I know he's so good at it, maybe I'll go on more outings. :)
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