Flying Solo

I've been on my own with the boys since Saturday morning. I am out of control, not my usual self. Nate professed that he misses his Daddy very much, and so do we. We started off the weekend when LJ and I accompanied Nate to his swim lesson on Saturday where we proudly watched him blow bubbles, kick his legs and doggie paddle. A surprise trip to urgent care on Sunday a.m.- Lewis is fine. Just a bit of an adverse reaction to the switch we made to his milk fortification (in an effort to help him gain weight)! One stool sample (on the remote chance it was a C. difficile infection. No it's not of Spanish descent. It's actually a bacterial infection of the GI tract) and a blood test later (results were normal), we've since changed the powder formula to a hypoallergenic formula which seems to have helped. (Nate once again made sure Mr. Pediatrician wasn't giving Noodles any vaccines:)

Nanny flew in Monday night to help us keep the house clean and stick to our usual routines. However, I've enjoyed hanging out in our pj's late into the morning, dance parties, dining on cereal at all hours of the day (I've had no menus planned) and getting lots done in the evening. But with Josh away, I have no one to get the coffee going in the morning and especially no one to share the middle of the night partying oh I mean feeding responsibilities. Though we've had visitors- Auntie Joanne came one night and read Nate bedtime stories...freeing me up to give LJ a massage. Nanny has been great for enabling me to get a shower in the morning after the boys have woken up (typically a luxury since Josh has gone to work v. early), been fun hanging out and helping out with loads of laundry!

Seven days? Panic came first and I asked the babysitter if she could come often- we settled for two days this week. But since that initial moment we've been filling the time with lots of activities and outings. I'm not like a deer in headlights at all. The dining room turned into an art studio and the outside patio turned into our chalk canvas. Lego creations have been prolific. We've missed Josh and we're ready for him to come home soon. But this little experiment has proven to me that I don't have to be a perfect mom or do things a certain way. I'm not myself. Sure there were occasional meltdowns, but I've actually been more relaxed.