Away from the Boys

Friday night was my first night away from the boys. I went home to my parents' for my sister's bridal shower on Saturday. It was hard to leave Friday. I thought I would be fine, but saying goodbye was more difficult than I imagined. I knew the boys would be fine with Jeff, but I was sad to not see them go to bed and wake up and play in the morning. I had a few small tears, but since they were playing they didn't notice. Apparently Jeff did great! I called many times and the boys were always laughing and having fun. They had their naps, bottles, solids and went to bed on time. My husband is so great! It was so nice to be home as myself. I could concentrate on conversations, watch the gifts be opened, talk to many people and just be "me". It's hard to be "me" sometimes with 2 babies to take care of. Of course I'm still me, but it's a different me. I was extremely bored in the car-man it is a long 4 hours!

I asked Jeff if the boys seemed to notice I was gone. He so politely answered he didn't know but they were very clingy. I'm sure they had no clue. Although Sunday morning when I saw Owen he got a huge smile on his face and began crawling toward me right away! :) It was so good to be home and cuddle them. When I went in to check on them Sat. night they both looked so little in their cribs. When I'm with them every day I begin to see them as "big boys". In reality they are still little guys. It was a precious reminder of their "littleness".

Even though it was good to get away, it was REALLY good to get back!