Nolan is away at his first sleep over with someone other than his grandparents, Aunt Paige & Uncle George, or his 1st babysitter (aka 2nd home). This is also his very first time away from us since Parker's been born (aside from hospital stays).
Brian is at his last varsity football game of the season.
The house is unusually quiet. Too quiet. I miss telling Nolan repeatedly to stop doing something...to stop running...to be patient...to get out of Parker's face...to just give Mommy a minute.
It's weird for me to not be rushing around the house on a Friday night upon arriving at home. Getting everything inside. Feeding both boys. Bathing both boys. Getting both boys to bed. Feeling crazy at times and almost like I'll never get this balance figured out.
Maybe, just maybe, I do have it figured out - at least in a way that makes sense for us.
I know once Nolan arrives home tomorrow full of energy & excitement that it won't be long before I'm getting "onto" him again and I'll think I need a break. But, I need to remind myself that I don't...because I am, indeed, missing cuddling with him, hearing him make his baby brother belly laugh with the silliest and most random things, and hearing his bedtime prayers. So, instead, for tonight, I'll tuck myself in with a little reminder of our trip of 3 one day getaway to Six Flags with a picture that makes me smile from ear-to-ear. This picture, for the record, was worth every penny of the ridiculously overpriced price of $15.
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