Chillaxin'

Jeff and I had the great good fortune to have 24 glorious hours in the wayback machine last weekend. That is, we got away for a night without the girl! We immediately relaxed in body and mind upon driving out of the driveway. It was quite sublime. We completely dote on the little lady and wouldn't have it any other way, but, man, it was nice to have a break from the 24/7 vigilance.

Jeff says he really misses his old life where he could do anything he wanted at any time. Me, I honestly barely remember that freedom. I think it's part of the Mama Programming. If we could remember, and greatly lamented the loss of it, how would we ever be completely available to, and not resentful of, our babies? I think it's different for the Mamas.

At any rate, it was a beautiful time in Port Townsend. We remembered that we were once great pals, and that we still really like each other!

The decor in our hotel room, was rather...interesting...

 

The evening stroll was lovely.

The moon was magical!

And the autumn sun in the morning was beautifully blinding.

We had dinner without having to pick up anything off the floor or rush out because someone was pitching a fit. We didn't have to carry anyone a half a mile back to the room or keep anyone from sticking her tongue in the outlets. We didn't argue once about whose turn it was to change a diaper. But even when we are on the other side of the water, we are still not far from her, and we missed her.

She was pissed at us when we got home, but soon she was back to her cuddly self. On some level, I'm sure she's happy to know that her parents are relaxed and peaceful.

We just might do this again next year!