Temporarily Child-Free
Aug. 14th, 2016 08:16 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sakon76Squiddle has spent his first night away from home and parents, staying last night in my parents' guest room as practice for when I'm going to be in the hospital next month having Jazzy and will want Wonderful Husband to stay with me. Have not heard from my parents yet, but the text from last night seemed to indicate that he went to bed okay.
With our magical evening of freedom, Wonderful Husband and I dressed up a tiny bit and went out to Lucille's for dinner. Where I discovered that apparently I can eat only a third of a bowl of jambalaya and end up completely stuffed. I knew my internal organs had been rearranged and compressed, but the proof was somewhat stunning. (The half-order of fried okra we shared was also delicious.)
And somehow the universe must have balance. Was I awoken at three in the morning to rock a toddler back to sleep? No. I was instead awoken by the car parked out on the street in front of our house blaring its alarm. I definitely prefer the toddler. And sleeping in, alas, didn't happen either, though that one I can't blame on a definite source.
So I've opened the doors and windows and am letting the house vent out warmth and cool down another couple degrees before closing things up again (today's supposed to hit 95, ugh) and am sitting at my desk rummaging through my bag of 2.5" squares for this month's Block Lotto block. Eventually I'll go poke Wonderful Husband awake and see if he wants to go watch a movie before we pick Squiddle up.
With our magical evening of freedom, Wonderful Husband and I dressed up a tiny bit and went out to Lucille's for dinner. Where I discovered that apparently I can eat only a third of a bowl of jambalaya and end up completely stuffed. I knew my internal organs had been rearranged and compressed, but the proof was somewhat stunning. (The half-order of fried okra we shared was also delicious.)
And somehow the universe must have balance. Was I awoken at three in the morning to rock a toddler back to sleep? No. I was instead awoken by the car parked out on the street in front of our house blaring its alarm. I definitely prefer the toddler. And sleeping in, alas, didn't happen either, though that one I can't blame on a definite source.
So I've opened the doors and windows and am letting the house vent out warmth and cool down another couple degrees before closing things up again (today's supposed to hit 95, ugh) and am sitting at my desk rummaging through my bag of 2.5" squares for this month's Block Lotto block. Eventually I'll go poke Wonderful Husband awake and see if he wants to go watch a movie before we pick Squiddle up.
