I felt like a version of my former self this weekend.
We actually had plans...like normal people...and we had fun...like normal people.
We went to a work thing for Husband's job. Most work things tend to suck in my mind, but this one was at a farm with hayrides, cows,
stink bugs, nature, pumpkins, bonfires, hot dogs, candy corn, and lots of nice people.
This work thing didn't suck.
The Crazies had a great time at the farm and so did I. I was nervous at first b/c this was going to involve a lot of walking (well, maybe not a lot to a normal person, but when you haven't even walked a block in 2 months, this seemed like a lot...plus, the roads were all rocky and uneven...that ups the ante).
I wore jeans and a t-shirt. I couldn't pull off the cute shoes yet though b/c 1) I'm nervous to rock anything that doesn't have a rubber sole and 2) it's a fucking farm...there's probably poop there...sneaks, please!
The point is, I wore jeans (and they still fit).
The kids were good. Matt got his finger gobbled by a chicken b/c we didn't read the instructions (throw the food...do not put your fingers in the cage...hello, common sense? We seem to have left you at home and traumatized our son in the process).
The hayride was rough. Getting on the wagon was enough of a trial. As the ride continued, I kept trying to brace myself (and the little angel who was holding on for dear life) and it just wasn't working. I'm pretty lucky that I made it out alive.
When we got back, we went to the pumpkin patch. Navigating 100,000,000 vines on the ground is challenging, but not impossible. Hailey stayed by me and made sure I was safe. Then picked out her pumpkin with some gentle prodding from me. I'm pretty sure she was afraid of getting in trouble since I'm always telling her that "if we don't pay for our stuff, we'll get arrested."
Bonfire was awesome. Kids played with other kids. Husband is a little more nervous about things like ponds, jagged rocks, open fire, and too much candy than I am, but he still managed to have a good time. They had beer (yay), hotdogs, baked beans, chips, soda, and candy. It was lovely.
Sunday, we were invited to a college friend's house to watch the football game. The kids slept on the way there rather than taking their usual leisurely naps (victory!!!) and were pretty good the whole time.
One thing I do have to mention (because I never in a million years thought it would happen). Now that the Crazies are getting a little older (and we're in a house that is childproofed), I can have a conversation...an actual conversation that I remember. I can let my kids go play in another room and trust that they'll do just that...PLAY! I never thought we'd be at this point, but here we are. We had fun at a party and the kids did too and we weren't glued to each others side.
It was great fun...good food, good wine-in-a-box, and great conversations. I laughed like I haven't laughed in a long time.
We now return to our regularly scheduled P.T., school, lunches, naps, tutoring, and general mayhem.