First Road Trip and Homecoming

A week ago today, Sarah, Celie and I left for our first road trip. We went to stay with Sarah's parents. Her mom (a nurse) had the weekend off, which is rare, so we decided to go stay with them and do some shopping in Destin. Unfortunately, my work life decided to erupt on Wednesday afternoon so Sarah decided to leave without me and I would meet up with them at the Holy place that is PF Chang.

Let me first tell you this. I am a worrier. I tend to work myself up over how members of my family are feeling and I like to make sure everyone is ok. For example, I wonder if Sarah and Celie are having a good day. I worry if my Grandmother gets sick. I worry how my parents are feeling. Stuff like that. If you're not related to me or "like family" to me, I probably am not going to worry about you as much. No offense, but it's just how I work.

With that said, I was completely worried about Celie this entire trip. I worried how she was going to do with a three hour car ride. I worried if she was going to sleep ok. I worried if she was going to be harassed by the cats that live at Sarah's parent's house. I worried so much that I gave myself a fever blister within the course of 12 hours. UNBELIEVABLE! And it was all for nothing.

Celie was a bit fussy on the car ride over. You see, Sarah had her first postpartum Dr. appointment (she's already lost all her baby weight plus 15 pounds, thank you very much!). So Celie basically cried the entire time there and the way to Destin, but once she got to the house, she was sleeping though the night. She did so well the entire trip. I was so proud of her!

I left on Saturday because I have commitments at our church and Sarah decided to stay to have a change of scenery. Of course, I thought that this meant that she was secretly trying to leave me, so I called her on Monday morning at 6:30 (AM) and asked her if that was the case. it wasn't. Whew. She told me that Celie was really talking up a storm. By talking I mean, babbling and cooing. She is really becoming aware of a lot: her feet, hands, arms, toots, everything.

They were on their way home this morning. I've been at home alone (well, with Lilly) since Saturday night. I thought it was going to be a nice break. It wasn't. I found myself missing both Sarah and Celie really badly. I obsessively called her all the time just "checking in" - and of course to make sure she wasn't leaving me.

I'll be headed home in a little bit to see them both. I can't wait!!!