This week has been a huge week for our family. The biggest thing we accomplished was, Savannah spent her very first night away from Momma. Because Daddy travels for work at times, she is "used" to him being gone sometimes. For me, we have NEVER spent a night apart.
I want to say that I have absolutely nothing against time away from my baby at times. I see the value in it. I understand it is healthy for Zach and I to be a couple, not just mommy and daddy. As parents, it is hard (at times) to find your identity as a spouse when your main priority is caring for a little one. As Christian parents, we both KNOW that our spouse is to come before the children. Not that you neglect your child, of course, but that your marriage comes before anything. All of that being said, a 2 year old does not understand marriage. Or time away. Or the value of her mommy and daddy loving each other. So, inevitably, I find myself feeling like I do not have enough energy for them both. Which is unfair.
So, when we were invited to a "Christmas in July" party for last night, I was excited! I love fellowship with our church family, and I love Christmas. The only "obstacle" was childcare for our girl. The party began at her bedtime, so we knew it wouldn't be a good plan to take her. Plus, we needed time as US. We just did. A friend offered to keep her overnight for us, and I literally felt as if someone had punched me in the gut at the mere thought of someone else getting my girl out of her bed in the morning. I KNOW how ridiculous this is. I KNOW that she would be fine. But, it was how I felt.
Let me say, the friend who kept Savannah is more than capable. She has three beautiful, well mannered, well loved girls. I knew that Rooster would enjoy her time. I knew that her friends and she would have the best sleep over there ever was. I knew that my friend loves my girl like she is her own. She genuinely wanted to keep her for us. Which helped my feelings of being of away.
So, we went. We had a blast. Zach and laughed so hard and really enjoyed our friends. We picked on one another (that is our way) , we had yummy stuff to eat, and we both got time to talk with other people. It was awesome.
I got a text at 8 PM saying baby was sound asleep. And, then a text this morning of her playing dress up. We did it. We spent the night away. I was okay. Savannah was more than okay. And, when I picked her up this morning, I could not get enough of my girl. I smooched her to death and asked her a thousand questions about her night. Most of which she just answered by saying her friends names, which told me she had fun!
As the next couple of weeks unfold, we could use some heavy prayers for wisdom on our choices. <3
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