Andrew and I finally decided to do it. We were gonna let Drew spend the night with my parents this Friday night. He's never been without either of us overnight; as I thought about the situation this past weekend, as much as I looked forward to spending quality time with Andrew, I couldn't help but worry.
Will he miss me? Will he wonder where I went? Will he think I left him? Will he be scared at night? Will he have trouble going to sleep without me? Will he take a sippy with milk okay?
All those questions plus more left me worried about the entire ordeal. Later that night, we all went out to eat with my parents, sister, and brother in law. As I stared at Drew in all of his cuteness, the worry of leaving him overnight came to mind.
Then he threw his toys on the floor repeatedly. I had to take him outside while we waited for food. He was fussy. He got potatoes all in his hair. I don't even remember what my fillet tasted like. My potato was cold when I finally ate it.
And just like that, my mind changed. Tough love, baby cakes! Mommy and Daddy are having a night to themselves!!
Here's to dinner without a highchair, remembering what the food tasted like, a late night movie, ice cream after 10pm, and, lest we forget, SLEEPING IN on Saturday! (I'm trying to throw a visit to the mall in there, but don't tell Andrew!) ;)