Yes, just Parker and me. For five days and five nights. Five evenings negotiating solid foods. Five evenings of baths with only two arms to catch a very slippery little baby who refuses to stay seated now that he has learned that he can stand. Five nights of Goodnight Moon and all the other books that we read before bed with just one voice for sound effects. Five mornings of 5:30 AM wake-ups without the option to ask, "Can you get him?" Five days and nights. All. By. Myself.
On Sunday, after Jeremy left, we (successfully) dined on pureed spinach. On Monday, we were out the door and headed to daycare by 6:30 AM. On Tuesday, we had to go earlier, 6:15 AM, as our friend helping us with transportation had an early meeting. After less than six hours of sleep for three nights in a row, I decided to play hooky from school on Wednesday, and I hung out with Parker all day. We walked all over Santa Monica and played with our friends Amanda and Hallie. It was great.
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| Success with Spinach! |
But I did not get much work done this week. Nor did I make it to the gym or eat very well. In fact, on Monday night, "dinner" consisted of half a pint of ice cream and a glass of wine. I reasoned that since it was already 8:45 PM and I hadn't eaten since lunch that it would be better just to move onto the dessert course. It was a good choice, I think. I'm exhausted, and I don't know how single parents do it. They inspire me.
So I was overjoyed when Jeremy got home last night -- EARLY, and more importantly, in time for Goodnight Moon! -- so that the band could get back together. Because as a parent, I'm just not as good on my own. My solo career is not that of Beyonce's, and even she leans on Jay-Z. And that's great! Because the Boltano band is much better as a trio than as a duo.
Welcome back, Jeremy. We missed you!
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I missed you too! So happy to be home.
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