We took Cutie Pie out of town for the fourth. It's now the ninth, a full five days later, and I am just getting back into my routine.
Cutie Pie had a blast playing with his relatives. He loves an audience and is always happy to show off his latest achievements. This weekend he showed off his speed crawling and standing up skills. He even had a five-second-stand-alone moment. Happy Independence Day!
The best thing about visiting family is that everyone wants to take care of Cutie Pie. They want to feed him and play with him. Mommy and Daddy get a break from the daily routine. I should have used my new found free time to catch up on paperwork but instead I foolishly spent my luxurious freedom relaxing. It was a great. I had a real vacation.
The weird thing about visiting relatives is that everyone wants to take care of Cutie Pie. So, since I'm not his primary caregiver every moment of the day, I really start to miss him. My life is completely wrapped around my baby and I feel guilty giving myself a break. I know, I know, he's only eight months old. I'm sure I'll get over it.
Every trip out of town ultimately ends. You pull into the driveway and the Neverending To-Do List starts running through your mind. There's so much to do; unpacking and laundry and cleaning and paperwork that went neglected all weekend. It's taken me five days to get through my list but I can finally say I'm caught up. Just in time for another weekend!
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