Saturday, March 28, 2009

Off for a mini-holiday

This is the irony of motherhood. For months I have felt burnt out and desperate for a break. Tomorrow, Mike and I are actually going away and leaving the boys here with my parents, and I am nervous to leave my kids. I am dreading leaving because if Jamie cries I just know I will cry for a good portion of the drive. It seems silly. We are only going to be a 2 1/2 hour drive away, but to stay away for two nights is a world record for me. That is not for lack of willingness to leave either, but mostly for lack of opportunity. After Cody was weaned, I was working, so I couldn't really go anywhere. Then Jamie came along, so I was nursing again and was pretty much stuck at home, or at least he had to come with me wherever I went. Then I got pregnant again before I even weaned him, and now here I am. I guess I will be taking this baby with me, but that's cool. The only restrictions that places on me are the incessant bathroom breaks, but those are manageable. At least I'm not nine months along.

Anyway, it has been a long day of cleaning and preparations for our trip, and I am very tired. I might be taking my laptop along with me, so if anything really exciting happens, I might do a post from the hotel. (Is Chinese food considered exciting enough for a blog post? So far, I am probably the most excited about that...) So, I might be off for a few days, but I will be back. This will be a fun week with Cody's birthday and the fair, so I may have some writing material...if I have time.

Okay, and I hope it is not too personal to mention that my wardrobe has just suffered a devastating blow. I am currently doing laundry so that everything I need for the trip is available. To my dismay, I realized that I forgot to wash my most reliable bra because I was still wearing it. Oh well, I can still take it, even if it is not April fresh, right? As I sat in the lazy boy chair later I leaned over and reached for my laptop to do a blog entry when there was a sudden snap, and a tiny bit of a sting. That was that. Old Faithful bit it. The wire snapped in half. Now I hope I can find a good one that fits half decently for the trip. How ridiculous. I hope that was not too much information, but it was kind of a pivotal point in my day.

Anyway, I must sign off for now. Goodnight.

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