In the bathroom at my MIL's. I'm sort of irritated we're here. We got the passive call on Tuesday to ask when she could see her granddaughter. We were busy Wednesday and Thursday. So we said we would come this weekend. Well, apparently she's leaving for the beach t 5 today and will be gone for 2 weeks. We got a lot of heavy sighs, so we hopped in the car and drove 2 hours. No biggie. But, she's redoing rooms in the house. So there no where to sit, no where for A to play. It's a mess of boxes and wires and ladders. Not ideal for your visiting 1 year old. I'm ready to leave. H is wandering. I decided I needed to potty again so I can take a break from the chaos. So I'm pooing and probing. Totally normal. Hopefully H will take the hit and we am get going. Oh yeah. They also don't have air conditioning. It's 80+. So it's hot and all the windows are open and my allergies hate it here!
Ugh. I would tell DH it's time to go. Stuff like that bugs me! Eta. Didn't sound right. What bugs me is being passive about seeing the baby when her house is in no shape!
Yeah. The drive isn't terrible, and I like that they're close enough to see without having to stay the night. But, we were there for 5 hours. We missed nap time, but she slept for an hour+ in the car on the way home. Now, she wants nothing to do with sleep. She's tired, but she's upstairs with DH singing and being goofy instead of laying down. It just throws everything off. It just always ends up being an exhausting day for me, and then I'm boob-having-sleep-maker that has to deal with the ramifications. Bleh.