And then this one on the door.
So I finally got the hint and checked my email. Here's the message I got from Brian.
Turns out Brian had planned an overnight trip for us to celebrate our 8th anniversary. An overnight, kidless trip to be more exact. I was excited and nervous all at once.
And then I got really nervous. What if Shye woke up in the middle of the night from a bad dream and I'm not there? What if she cries all night for me? What if this trip makes her afraid that every time I leave I'm not going to come back? What if this trip gave her abandonment issues for life? I know some people probably think these kinds of worries are silly but not for me. For the past two and half years Shye and I have practically been conjoined twins. We do everything, literally everything together. Sure, Brian and I have gone on dates and I've had few nights out with girlfriends but honestly I think the longest I've been away from Shye is four or five hours. So I think my nervousness was entirely warranted.
Buuuut on the other hand, I was excited to get to spend some quality time with Brian. As anyone with kids knows, it can be difficult to have a meaningful conversation with your spouse when there is an impatient midget constantly interrupting you for more graham crackers. And we were both pretty stoked about getting to sleep in. At this point in our lives sleeping in (and naps for that matter too) is pretty much a distant, fond memory. To make matters worse, Shye recently discovered that she could reach the light switches and now we get woken up with cruel, blinding light every. single. day. Needles to say, my excitement for this trip was growing. Besides, we could always get Shye therapy for any potential abandonment issues later on down the road, right? So I picked Brian up from work at 5pm and we headed out kidless and fancy-free for a night on the town.
Brian and I are both the kind of people who need a lot of sleep. Eight hours is the bare minimum, nine hours is better, and ten hours is optimal. Obviously with a kid neither one of us ever gets to sleep like that anymore. Especially with the light switch monster. But neither one of dreamed that we could sleep in until 11am. Which is exactly what we did. We jumped out of bed and made a mad dash to make the noon check out time. And then we had nice leisurely lunch before heading back home to see if our munchkin even remembered us anymore.
It was a nice way to end what turned out to be an incredibly hard year for us. I hope I'm not jinxing myself here but I definitely feel like the worst is behind us, for now anyway. We are moving the first of February and it will be nice for our little family to have a fresh start. But when I look back on this hard year I'm so grateful that I had Brian at my side. I couldn't ask for a more solid, devoted, hard-working guy. And most importantly, he brought me a lot of laughter and love on even my darkest days. I'm a lucky girl indeed.