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Something glorious happened on Saturday.
Something almost glorious happened on Saturday, and I had been looking forward to it for weeks.
When I was pregnant, Cory had the opportunity to attend a ‘Daddy Bootcamp’ class (WHY they don’t offer a bootcamp for moms is beyond me.) It was a neat class that covered the basics of being a new, first-time dad; but what Cory found to be most helpful was the “veteran dad” who attended the class with his new baby and answered everyone’s burning questions.
The Saturday had finally come; Cory was volunteering at the same Daddy Bootcamp as the veteran dad.
From 9am – noon.
I love my baby, but I think any mom reading this can relate to the giddiness that came along with the idea of being child-free for a few hours.
What would I do with all that time?
I was going to the pool BY MYSELF. I was going to sit in the sun and get the tan that I’ve been missing out on all summer. My pasty legs are begging for a little bronzing! I was even planning on napping in the sun! The solid kind of nap that would leave me open-mouthed and possibly drooling in public, but I didn’t care.
When I woke up on Saturday morning, I tried not to let the cloudy skies and my slightly achy body deter my happiness. It’s early, you’re tried. I told myself. The clouds will totally burn off, and you’ll feel fine by the time the pool opens HOURS from now.
By the time Cory and Jack pulled out of the driveway around 8:30, I was practically kicking my heels with glee. What should I do first?! Pee by myself? Eat a hot breakfast? Take a shower that lasts longer than 3 minutes (and shave my legs)?!
Oh, the options were boundless.
I actually settled on reading my book (my brain was slightly shocked to be reading a book more advanced than Brown Bear, Brown Bear What Do You See?.) I sat on our deck and got so sucked into Girl on the Train that I hardly noticed that the clouds had not cleared by the pool’s 10am open.
Give it a little more time. I told myself, feeling slightly disappointed, as I was quite certain that the day would be a drizzly, cloudy one.
I continued reading, but moved it inside because of the drizzle, still bummed about the pool.
Around noon, Cory called me to tell me they were on their way home, so put down the book (seriously, was SO GOOD) and jumped in the shower.
When I get out, a few four-letter words escaped my lips (shocking, I know) as I looked out our bathroom window.
THE SUN WAS SHINING.
Not a dark cloud to be seen.
ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!
As for the achy body?
Yeah – that was a fever of 102.
At least I got to pee by myself.