a little R&R
Today’s the day! Oh yes, today’s the day. Today is the day that I drop Miss MJ off at her Nonna’s house and CableDad and I get a weekend of baby-free-time. WAAHOOO!!!!
Is it awful that I’m this excited? Just to satisfy my own guilt issues before they arise… of course I love being aorund my daughter. Of course I’ll miss her terribly. Of course I’ll be thinking about her the whole time we’re away. And of course I’ll have to restrain myself from calling my mother’s house 100 times during the weekend to check up on her.
Set all that aside and what’s left? Wahoo!!! We’re free for the weekend!
I’ve had this fantasy for awhile now that I’m lying in bed half asleep at 7:30 in the morning and there is no baby monitor and no reason to get up. In this fantasy I look at the clock, sigh, roll over and go back to sleep until at least 10 am when breakfast arrives in bed. *sigh* Sounds good, right? You bet it does!
When CableDad and I originally planned our weekend getaway we were thinking of heading down to Key Largo and kayaking a lovely Saturday away. Then it dawned on me that this is South Florida and June. Yeah, not so likely to have the perfect sunny mosquito free weekend. I realized that I had to have a plan B. Plan B morphed into going out to dinner at our favorite restaurant (one to which we have not returned since MJ’s birth since it isn’t exactly baby friendly), maybe seeing a movie (again, something we have not done since MJ’s birth since I refuse to be one of those obnoxious people who brings a baby into a theatre and disturbs the whole audience when she cries.), and staying overnight in a nice hotel. The more I thought about it, the more I realized the Plan B was really my Plan A. Plan A now includes ordering room service for breakfast and lounging in bed until at least 10 am.
CableDad and I have also set out some rules of engagement, so to speak.
Rule One: No Cell Phones. Well, that was the original thought. Then it occurred to both of us that it would be best to have a phone in case of emergency and my mother needed to get in touch with us. So Rule One was slightly modified to read: CableDad’s cell phone is verboten. At least this way he can’t get called by work.
Rule Two: No Computers. This one will cause me a good bit of strain because it means I can’t surf and blog, but hell, it’s worth it.
Rule Three: No Phoning to Check in on MJ. *twitch**twitch**twitch*
Rule Four: Grown-up Conversation Only. Diapers, baby food, bottles, etc will not be discussed at all during the weekend.
For all of you who were kind enough to show concern the past few days, yes, my back is significantly better. No, it’s not perfect and yes it is sore, but hell, even if i were in traction I wouldn’t miss out on this baby-free weekend.