As far as my weekend goes, I couldn't have asked for better. I completed 39 pages...13 for each baby. Originally, I was a bit bummed by that, but then I remembered that a) I got around 7 hours of sleep each night. And that was one of my reasons for going, remember? Sleep. Uninterrupted. Alone. And b) (yes...there was and "a" it was just forever long ago...) I did MAJOR "journaling". I mean, these are BABY books...so there's all sorts of "What we thought when we first found out"..."How we got ready for your Arrival"...and "How we told people" stories that had to be written...three times. Ugh. I definitely had hand cramps most of the weekend. But yes, there will definitely be a 2009 weekend because I am addicted!
And you know what? Shane didn't just survive...HE DID GREAT! Suuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuure...5 minutes after he got home and told the sitter she could leave, Ava fell off the couch, but other than that...SUCCESS! He even managed to cut Ty's hair (holy cow, did he need that!) The house looked great when I got home, too. It wasn't perfect, but it was SO much better than I anticipated.
Saturday night, Zoe cried in bed telling Shane how much she missed me. When Shane pointed out that she didn't cry when he was on business trips, Zoe's reply? "Well...I'm used to you being away!" Know what that tells me? I need to go away more often!
I'm sure there are 100's of stories that I haven't been told. But as they say, ignorance is bliss. I'm choosing ignorance! It trully IS bliss...