Our first full night away from Little MPB has come and gone.
The day away started with the arrival of my period. Because why not ruin at least part of our evening away plans?
We left for the day right after Little MPB went down for his nap. We decided it would be best for everyone if we put him down for his nap.
We had plans to attend a comedy show in a city a few hours from where we were staying all weekend. So, as soon as Little MPB was asleep we drove to the city and checked into our hotel. It was nice. No reason to complain, other then mother nature’s horrible timing.
Our hotel was in a trendy part of the city, so we did a bit of window shopping and went out to dinner at a fancy restaurant. We talked, we drank and we ate. It was lovely.
We had a bit more time before the show started so we went to an Irish pub that we love. We enjoyed some live music. It was lovely.
We began walking to the show, assuming we’d flag down a cab as we walked. We couldn’t get a cab, so we walked. Thankfully Mr. MPB had convinced me to wear my running shoes, even though they didn’t match my outfit. And thankfully the rain had stopped. Again, it was lovely.
Our unexpected walk meant we arrived 15 minutes late. It was as though the performers knew we were running late, as the show started right after we got to our seats.
As we watched, I slowly leaned over onto Mr. MPB’s shoulder, where I promptly fell asleep.
Yes, that’s right, at a comedy show that we booked months ago, in a venue that holds a few thousand people, in a seat that cost a few hundred dollars, I fell asleep.
Mr. MPB woke me up once. I am pretty sure I watched a few more minutes of the show, and then promptly put my head back on his shoulder and went right back to sleep. Evidently, the show wasn’t that good or maybe I just needed more sleep after waking up at 5am for work everyday last week?
After the show, we decided to walk back to our hotel and enjoy the nice evening together. We stopped at another pub where I declared that I couldn’t keep my eyes open anymore. So, much to Mr. MPB’s disappointment, we went back to our hotel room at 10:30pm. I slept until 8am. It was glorious.
We enjoyed a leisurely morning – we showered, we ate breakfast, we went to a local farmer’s market, all before 11am – it’s amazing what you can get done without a 2 year old in tow.
We got back to Little MPB just in time to put him down for a late nap. When we arrived, he literally dropped the toy in his hand and ran straight into my arms. When Mr. MPB tried to take him for a hug, he basically climbed out of Mr. MPB’s arms to get back to me. It was the most perfect hello I’ve ever received.
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It turns out for our first night away, neither of us were consumed with worry. We both knew Little MPB was safe and having fun. Apparently he woke up 20 minutes into his afternoon nap, and stayed up late playing with his cousins. But when he did go to bed, he slept through the night.
As for us adults, even Mr. MPB agreed that the comedy show wasn’t the best show we’ve ever been too. But, we did have a great time as we enjoyed our adult dinner out and our evening walk through the city. And, clearly, I thoroughly enjoyed catching up on some sleep.
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This weekend is another first for our little family. It will be the first time Mr. MPB and I leave Little MPB over night. Now, I have to start by admitting I never thought I’d be that mom, the one who doesn’t leave her kid with anyone. And I’m not when it comes to during the day – he goes to daycare, and he has spent time with my parents for the odd date night and even paid babysitters.
We’ve had plenty of nights with one of us away – my work means I’m in a hotel a night or two every month, Mr. MPB goes away hunting for multiple nights every fall and I even took a solo cross country trip. However, nights away with both Mr. MPB and I have never happened. We do not live near family so we do not have anyone we would ask to stay with Little MPB over night. Combined with the fact we’ve had no real reason and/or desire to leave him over night, it’s just never come up before.
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But this weekend will mark the first time someone else is responsible to put Little MPB to bed, to help him go back sleep if he wakes up in the middle of the night and to snuggle him in the morning. My parents are taking him for a night, while Mr. MPB and I are going for an evening out on the city. Our hope is that playing all day with cousins will exhaust him so he’ll sleep soundly. Our fear is that he will not go to sleep and will have a tear-filled all-nighter.
I’m honestly not too worried about my parents – between the two of them they have raised 4/5 kids, and multiple grand-kids so they’ve had way more sleepless nights then we ever have. Of course, they are older now, so an all-nighter probably wont be as “easy” as it once was. But, between the two of them, they’ll be fine. And Little MPB, he’ll be fine too. I’m hoping he surprises all of us and sleeps through the night for them, but we all have our doubts as he doesn’t typically sleep well when we aren’t at home. And even if it goes poorly, I think there is something to be said for him to learn that other people will be there for him when his parents are away.
Truthfully, I think Mr. MPB and I will be the ones struggling the most. We will want to know how he’s doing, we will worry about if he’s sleeping or not, etc. Mr. MPB will ask me 10+ times throughout the day/night away to text my parents and see how Little MPB is doing. And, I will be the one who waste my first real opportunity to sleep in by waking up at 6am, and I’ll be bored sitting in a hotel room listening to Mr. MPB snore away the morning wishing I had Little MPB there to play with.
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