Justin and I had a small road trip today. My boss called yesterday and asked me to stop by the office today as the joint boards would be meeting and he thought it would be a good opportunity for me to bring Justin by. Since I was heading that way anyway, I told my DH that we would also stop by his office–get it all done on one trip.
We did pretty well. He was a little fussy at DH’s office and an angel at mine. The drive in-between was nightmarish with his incessant screaming, but I’d rather have it in the car than when we are with other people–especially other people who are soon expecting their own bundles of joy.
The ride home started off good, but there was a major traffic snafu between Minneapolis and Saint Paul which added almost an hour to our drive (doubling it). We were about 30 minutes from home when Justin decided that he was done. I don’t blame him, but there wasn’t much I could do. There wasn’t a place to really pull over and try to comfort him, so I just turned up the radio and sped up. What a great mother.
Right now, DH is painting the kitchen ceiling. I’ve decided that after doing laundry, giving Justin a bath, and washing all the dishes, that I’m taking the night off, except to take care of Justin–and right now, he’s sleeping. Ahhhhhh peace…….