Day Alone with Lucas

The nanny is off for the weekend.  The hubby is out on a business trip.  And I have a day and night alone with Lucas. 

I am the one who travels more often.  The hub is around almost all the time.  On weekends, we often have people around, so quiet weekends are very rare for us these days (not that I prefer them over fun and crazy days, but I could use one of those sometimes).

I was actually very excited to spend the day alone with my son.  I had everything planned.  I was going to wake up early and take him for a walk, then go to church together.  Then I'll spend half the day just playing with him, and then take him to a baby shower later that day.

But alas--I woke up very early Sunday morning and the rain was pouring non-stop.  He woke up early too--an hour earlier than he used to (due to the time change).  So we had plenty of time to just hang out and play until it was time to go to church.  The rain was still pouring hard, but I managed to transport him to and from church without any of us getting wet.  I had him in one arm (and he's getting really heavy) and a humongous umbrella on the other.

He was very well-behaved at church.  In fact, more behaved than he usually is. He sat still, didn't try to walk around, didn't scream, and enjoyed every bit of attention he got from the families around us who were trying to gesture and make faces at him to make him smile.  Halfway through the mass, he fell asleep (he always does).  I just lay him down on the pew using my coat for some cushion.

After mass, we headed to pick up some food and cake for my friend's baby shower.  He still was very well-behaved.  I would have panicked otherwise.  It was only until we got to the party when he started crying and clinging to mom.  He doesn't like it when people are too loud.  He wouldn't let me take pictures.  He napped for a little bit so I was able to take some.

We left the party late so we decided to pick her nanny up from the terminal before heading home.  While waiting for the train to arrive, we stopped by and chilled out at Starbucks (I did not want to wait at the terminal).  It's been a while since I had done this--sit and sip coffee at a coffeeshop at night, with someone.  And now I was there--with my son.  It was like our little date. I was talking to him like he was an adult (I always do) and he would talk back. He likes imitating what I say.  We had our little conversation and I had so much fun!  We were giggling together and I can tell how amused people around us were.

I don't always get to do this--spend an entire day alone with him.  I also don't wish for this everyday.  But I do wish for this once in a while--not only now, but later, and much later--when I'm old and gray and we'd have a lifetime of memories and learnings to talk and giggle about.