On Tuesday he headed out to Nova Scotia at 9:30. Mason was sleeping, mom got her workout in, all was going well. Mason napped well & ate well throughout the day, I got the chores done, I felt like I could totally do this!
My friend Monica came over to meet Mason that day & hung out with us from about 1-3. Then Rachel came over that evening. She had known how much I was dreading this day & told me that the first time Blake went out of town she was coming over to help me out. She was nothing short of a Godsend! Mase gets a little fussy at night but it didn't even phase her! She just walked in, took Mason & comforted & held him for 3 hours while I got some things done & ate dinner without holding a baby.
Tuesday night I moved Mason's rock & play into our bedroom & put Mason to sleep in there. I hoped it would go well but wasn't sure what to expect.
Both of us went to sleep and things seemed to go pretty well. However, about 12:45 the loudest storm I think I've ever heard hit. The thunder was shaking the walls of our house & both Mason & I kept waking up. The storm ended just in time for his 2:30 feeding. Then he was raring to go at 6:30. Mom was EXHAUSTED! I averaged about 3 hours of sleep that night & was so ready for Blake to be home. That next morning when Blake facetimed us was my favorite. Mason's face would just light up to see his daddy!
Tuesday he was very clingy. It took me 2 hours to complete my workout because he just wanted to be held. After my workout I just gave up & decided to give him just what he needed, we would spend the day just loving on each other. I mean dad would be home that evening so I could have a bath and relax when he got home. Life was good. About 3:00 I was struggling to stay awake. I refuse to let myself fall asleep holding Mason, while others are comfortable with cosleeping I'm just not, it scares me too much! Blake & I talked and I started my countdown, 6 more hours, I could do it! After my countdown began Mason became incredibly fussy. He refused to eat & just was incredibly fussy. I pulled out every trick in the bag I knew but nothing seemed to be working. About that time Blake informed me he may not make his connection in Chicago due to weather. He kept trying to be positive about making it back but after 4.5 hours sitting on a plane we realized there was no way he was making his connection as it took off in about 30 minutes. He called his travel agent but there were no other flights leaving out of Chicago that night. Our 1 night trip had just been extended & my countdown shattered. There I was holding a crying baby boy that refused to eat or let me put him down to even go to the bathroom. I was exhausted, I was disappointed & I was at a loss for what to do. So there Mason & I sat and held each other and cried for a good 10 minutes. It's as though my sisters live in my head sometimes because during my mini meltdown she text & said why don't you and Mason come over? I replied with he won't quit crying & I don't want to get him out like this. She immediately replied with heading to get dinner & I'll be there. BLESS YOU AMY! I never told her that she text me as I sat there bawling and praying for God to just bring comfort to my baby & give me energy to make it through that night. That night Mason slept much better & the next day he seemed much happier. Blake returned home the next day about 12:30, Mason & I have never been happier to see him.
Not only did this trip give me a greater appreciation for all single moms everywhere, it gave me a greater appreciation for everything that Blake does around the house and for Mason & I. We couldn't be luckier to have such a helpful, hands on husband and daddy.
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