You may have noticed the lack of posts over the past few days. Charlie, my husband, and I spent the weekend traveling to and from Nashville. It turned out being a really pleasant trip.
I am not going to rehash every excruciating detail and post many photos.
But, I will write about the evening in which I was an embarrassing preemie mom.
On that particular evening of our trip, we had decided to go to a very large and noisy shopping center which was packed with people. It was something we had not and could not attempt in the past. Charlie would not have withstood it.
The flashing neon lights would have been too bright, the noise level would have been too high, and the crowd would have overwhelmed her. In short, sensory overload.
That evening, we decided to try. We could always leave if Charlie melted down.
As soon as we stepped into the shopping center, I was distracted. I was busy trying to gracefully navigate the crowded arena (trying not to run people over with Charlie’s giant stroller). My husband and I yelled to each other over the commotion as we quickly planned our evening. Through everything, I had not heard a sound out of Charlie.
Quickly, I checked on her to see how she was holding up and could not help but laugh. She was perched in her stroller waving to everyone that walked past her. It was as if she was a princess sitting on a convertible in a parade.
I sighed with relief and was thrilled that she was enjoying herself.
Charlie smiled and waved as we made our way to a giant aquarium. Later, she happily babbled when people stopped to talk to her, laughed as she was wheeled by Halloween costumes, and happily squealed while playing games in the arcade with her daddy.
There was no need for stress, panic, or worry. We were able to forget about back up plans, escape routes, plan Bs, and everything else. I did not feel like I was rolling along an alarm preparing to bring everything to a screeching halt. We did not have to take turns sitting out.
We. Had. Fun. Together.
It took all the restraint I had not to bawl hysterically the moment I understood what was happening.
The majority of our trip was a collection of many fun (but not as monumental) moments. We will talk about this trip for a while.