This was the weekend from hell.
It’s the last weekend I’ll have with my husband for 6 months, and we had to celebrate his birthday + Terry’s, but also there was tons and tons of packing & moving. We’re both so stressed out that we were nasty to each other. I got 5 hours of sleep between Friday & Saturday night.
It’s one thing to move out in two days, but it’s another to try to do that while also trying to pack for 6 months when you & the baby are going somewhere totally different from where the husband is going.
I only have one suitcase anyways. So we filled it with winter clothes for Terry & I, and we shipped my spring/summer clothes + Terry’s favorite books and toys to the mainland. Which cost us $100. And we had to go through all his stuff to decide what to donate & what to put in storage. And did I mention that I had to host a Mommy & Me Book Club meeting on Sunday too? Because I did.
Also I’m nervous about literally everything under the sun. Traveling alone with a toddler for 17 hours. Forgetting something. Terry hating the snow/cold. And how I’m going to make his first birthday/Christmas special for him when we get there.
It wasn’t all bad, though. We did go out to dinner Sunday night with PJ’s navigator, and the navigator’s wife & 16-month-old beautiful daughter, who kissed Terry. We were treated to amazing Cuban food. We’ve cuddled and watched Netflix in bed. But when I say in bed, I mean on an air mattress with a laptop at the foot of it. Kind of like camping.
Today was better. PJ had the day off, although they still made him go in for a while. But we got more stuff done. We had breakfast at the local bagel bakery AND the juice bar that I love. We had lunch at our favorite sushi place, and dinner at a new udon place I’d been excited for Patrick to experience. And I got all the last minute stuff I’d need for the trip.
Also we had Whole Foods cupcakes. I took pictures of Terry eating his, but it wasn’t that dramatic. Because he’s been feeding himself for 6 1/2 months through baby led weaning, he was pretty neat and tidy while eating that cupcake. Also he only ate like a fourth of it. He would honestly rather have kale juice, haha.
Tomorrow is my last night here.