Matt is leaving on a jet plane (strangely we always sing that song to each other before he leaves)… tomorrow. That means 5 nights by myself with both girls. Oy! I’m always paranoid that something will happen to his plane and I’m so relieved when it hits the ground. A lot of times I watch online to see the tracking of the plane through the sky. Obsess much? Why yes I do. I love the guy. I’m a lot less controlling 10 years into the relationship, but still paranoid when he’s in the air. Freaks me out.
Keeley was totally good today. No fits at all. Some whining, but VERY little. WTH? Is she sick? Read on…
Last night we went and drank with our friends. Okay, we had one drink. But still, the first I’d had in a Loooooong time. As a rule, I don’t drink, but it was kind of nice because it just mellowed me out a tiny bit. Don’t worry, Brennan was done eating for the night and waited until 6 am to request more, so she was in no danger of ‘drunk milk’. (Wonder if anyone will land here because of the phrase drunk milk?) We were all perfectly safe at a friend’s house, as well. Keeley played with their kids (all much older) and had a really great time. A little squeal-heavy, but that’s to be expected, I think. We only had to check on her twice. Once actually sounded like a bad squeal but wasn’t, and another time was quite a large thud that turned out to be one of the other kids. She turned up with a small bruise on her arm, but that could be from anywhere. She also has a stuffy nose today, but I had a migraine the size of new hampshire, and Matt felt horrible, too, so we’re hoping it’s just the weather, which is vacillating between spring rain and ‘let it snow’ but not quite to snow yet. Making everyone feel like their heads are going to explode. So, Keeley has the humidifier up in her room, let’s hope that helps. If she gets it in her belly, then I’m in for a vomit fest this week. Not my favorite thing. Brennan entertained everyone by alternately smiling and cooing and staring at the Christmas lights. It feels so fricking awesome to feel like we have friends. They may not be bosom buddies as of yet, but still, good people who get what it’s like to have kids, who want to hold a baby for you, wouldn’t bat an eye at changing a diaper (if you asked them to, which we wouldn’t), and who love Keeley to pieces. AND in the same zip code.
I feel blessed, I feel paranoid, I feel…. tired.
Having other parent friends who are on the same wavelength as you is a very precious thing. And hard to come by. If you’ve found that – congratulations!
I hope everything goes well for you this week!
We had some great friends when Matt was a baby. Tammy and I were due three days apart, her with her 2nd and me with my 1st. We had holidays together and really had a nice time. I miss that.
I worry, too. I worry when he goes out the door to work. I worry when I’m apart from any of them… I can’t be there to fix/protect/help.
Hope Keeley is feeling better today and that you are, too.
Ooh… friends! I’m jealous. We definitely haven’t made many friends where we live and we’ve been here 3.5 years. We need to work on that.
Good luck this week! I hope it’s not filled with vomit.
Hi Rena, what a fabulous card and so clveer. I love your thinking behind this so very original. Beautiful warm summer colours and beautifully crafted. Thank you so much for sharing with us at Get Creative and good luck.Marie