Hawkins has been waking up every hour or so during the night for the past two weeks. I don't know what's wrong with the kid. It's frustrating. So, last night, since Grammy was in town, she paid for Scott and I to go to a hotel for a full night of sleep without the baby. It was awkward at first. The stigma of a couple just getting a hotel room for a night seemed a little dodgy. It did not take much salesmanship on Grammy's part, however, to sell the idea let me tell you. So, last night, Scott and I went to an awesome dinner at the Mayan Cafe and even splurged and got a bottle of wine. Neither of us have had a decent night's sleep since we can remember. So, after a glass and a half of wine, I was pretty much gone. The Quality Inn ain't exactly the Hilton, but we made good with it. Embarrassingly enough, the hotel room had a two person jacuzzi which did not make me feel less sketchy for getting a hotel room for the evening when my house was 1 and a 1/2 away. Unfortunately, the room above us had a leaky tub and so water was dripping into our bathroom and that quelled the romance of the jacuzzi. Plumbing problems can do that.
I remember a guy I went to high school and college with telling Molly and I about a little plumbing problem he had. He flushed his toilet and looked over and FECES was bubbling through the drain of his tub. Seriously. He tried it again and the shit pushed up even further into his bathtub. He called his landlord and about had a heartattack when he told him someone would be there in a few days. I think Mike's words were something like, "I have SHIT in my bathtub. This is an EMERGENCY! I want someone here TODAY."
I actually woke up on my own. I didn't even drink any coffee today. Now, do you understand? I had forgotten how much sleep mattered.
Tomorrow, I've got a meeting with Fr. Roy in which I have to explain why I'm not married in the church. Hehehehe. Well, um... Yeah. We're working on it. I swear. We're going to have a church wedding in the next year. It's been decided. Perhaps near the original day we had planned before H.P. came along. Anyway, we're getting him baptized in July and so now our own faith comes in to question. Eeeek. I wonder what Fr. Roy will ask me?
We're going to Caroline Grace's baptism this weekend in St. Louis. Unc is baptizing her, too. Should be fun.
Have a great weekend, everyone! I'm well rested and don't have to work for four days. Life is looking pretty beautiful.
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2 comments:
Was that Mike Murphy's shit?
That hotel sounds reeally nice. it's so nice to get out and take time for yourself. it's hard as a parent to give yourself and yo' man the much needed R and R. i bet y'all were doing the backstroke in that jacuzzi. don't worry about what the priest says, amber. you are the greatest person i know. The church better welcome you with open arms because you and scott and hawkins are one helluva family!
ahhhh....sleep. It does get a little better in that department. I remember thinking I was going to cry when Steven went away for a church retreat and I realized that he was going to get a full night's sleep. how unfair! Someday, you and Hawkins will sleep again.
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