There comes a time when you just can't stay home. . . or within 20 miles of your house. In the last month, I have missed my mom, dad, and sister's birthdays. I have been so lazy that I haven't even mailed their gifts (I did call them on their special days). I also desperately want my kids to have a good relationship with my parents.
So, my plans today are to put the kiddos in the car and make the three hour drive south to my parents house. As M is working, I am making this trip alone.
I am currently trying to pack the car, but it's a little difficult, because Emma will not let me put her down (she will, however, allow me to hold her and blog at the same time). Oh, and she has stopped sleeping through the night. I know sleep goes in waves (at least with my babies), but between her constant need to be held and refusal to nap during the day, and her letting me get very little sleep at night, I am going a bit batty. This is what I thought the newborn days would be like and I was prepared for that. This phase coming a bit late in the game has caught me unaware. But it's just a phase. It was pass.
So, wish me luck! I will be back on Thursday or (if it's going really well) Friday.