There was a time in my life when sitting at home on a Saturday was about the worst thing I could think of. I would always try to find something to do. If nothing else, I would go shopping, go to a movie, or at least go out for dinner. Somewhere along the way, my priorities totally changed. My weekends are so busy anymore that I rarely ever have a chance to stay home on Saturdays. But, somehow, the planets aligned just right this weekend and I actually stayed home for a whole entire day.
That may not seem like such a big deal to most people. But, if you are still kind of a new mom who has a 9-5 job during the week, a family to feed, diapers to buy, a baby to take care of who is starting to have a little separation anxiety, a husband who hates (and pretty much refuses) to run errands (unless it involves food, but not grocery shopping), and are desperately trying to hold on to the small semblance of the social life you used to have, it is a big deal. There is always something I have to do or somewhere I have to go on the weekends. I have to really schedule things right in order to have a whole day at home.
Friday night we did our obligatory night at our friends’ house so that the boys could jam on their guitars and M and I could have our girl-talk time. I was a little squeamish having Zach over there because their youngest had been sick all week, but they promised that the whole house had been covered in Lysol before we arrived and that the sick one was quarantined to her bedroom for the night. But, so far, we have no signs of illness so I’m pretty sure he’s ok. Plus, I really enjoyed the girl-talk time.
Saturday, as I might have mentioned, we stayed home. I did send Hubby out to pick up some lunch (because I pushed grocery shopping to Sunday and there was very little food in our house). Hubby even got up with the baby and let me sleep in until 9:30! Since Zach is finally old enough that he can entertain himself for a while, I sat down with my computers (yes, I was using 2 at the same time) and worked on my personal website on my laptop while I worked on ripping my cd’s to my desktop (so that hopefully sometime in this century I will finally get some music on that mp3 player that Hubby got me). The website is coming along nicely, but I’m pretty sure it will take me another year or so to finish with all the cd’s if I don’t run out of hard drive space. Around 5:30 I put away the computers, fixed some dinner, got Zach settled in for the night and then sat down with Hubby to watch a movie.
All-in-all it was a very nice day for me. But the best part happened that night. Zach slept ALL NIGHT LONG. I woke up at 6:30 Sunday morning panicking because he hadn’t woken up yet. I totally had myself convinced that there was something wrong with him but I was too afraid to go check. After laying there for about 20 minutes with my heart racing, I finally heard a little cry in the baby monitor and jumped up to go rescue him.
Sunday was a pretty normal day for us, except that I had pushed back the grocery shopping and diaper/formula/baby food shopping trip so I still had those to do. We stayed at my dad’s house much longer than usual after lunch because Zach fell asleep just as we were about to leave and since he hadn’t had a morning nap I didn’t want to wake him up. By the time we left there and I did my two shopping trips, it was almost 7:00. Then I still had to go home, unload the car, put everything away, fix dinner, do dishes, give Zach a bath, and do some laundry before bed time. Needless to say it was a pretty hectic evening. So, of course, when I finally got to bed, Zach decided he was ready to wake up. I had high hopes that he would sleep through the night again but it didn’t happen. He was awake about every 2 hours all night long. I’m feeling a bit like a zombie today. Too bad my boss didn’t give us the day off for President’s Day.