Last night, Rich and I drove to Rhode Island to watch the Goo Goo Dolls perform at URI. I've said it before and I'll say it again. I absolutely LOVE this band. Not only are their shows completely fantastic but they've been super nice and down-to-earth whenever I've met them.
I've said it before and I'll say it again. None of this would be possible without our family assisting us. Grammy did it alone last night. Now, I haven't blogged about it much but the girls have been regressing at a rapid pace with going to sleep and staying in their beds all night. The full story will have to be another post for another day but let's just say that I knew Grammy would have a bit of a difficult task.
At 8:40, I sent a text message to Grammy asking how bedtime went. She wrote back that Em had some issues but they were all asleep. Rich and I arrived home at 11:30 and quickly made our way to bed since we had to get up for work this morning. Rich was already in bed and I was about 30 seconds away from crawling into bed when I saw something moving out of the corner of my eye. I jumped and said, "Gah." It was a blurry eyed Emily.
So, of course, I just put her in the bed with us. I love how she plops right down on my pillow and leaves me with approximately a foot on the edge of the bed. Her little head was all sweaty and her hair hung in ringlets. When I asked her why she was all sweaty, she said, "I got it from the Pillow Pet."
Em rolled around and pushed her knees into my spine for a few hours before settling upside down in the bed. This morning, I asked her what had happened last night at bedtime. Now, I should go back and tell you that we did tell that girls that we were going to a concert and wouldn't be home until later. They wanted to know who would be singing and why they couldn't go. So Em proceeds to tell me that Grammy shut her door and put up the gate and told her that she couldn't get out of bed. She said that it made her sad and that Grammy wouldn't tuck her in.
I relayed this conversation back to Grammy as the girls were picking out their clothes for school ("You cannot wear any Gymboree clothes to school. No, you can't wear that. No, you can't wear that. Try again, please.") and I attempted to locate the missing pair of Dora underwear. Grammy's version of the evening's events were a bit different. She did put up the gate across Em's doorway because Em kept getting out of bed and running into Anna's room while Anna was attempting to sleep. She didn't lock her in her room or not tuck her in. It's interesting to see events through the eyes of a three year old.
Rich and I had a wonderful evening although it left us a bit tired. It was great to catch up with friends and have some adult time. I have spent so much of the past three years in survival mode that at times, I have lost myself. Last night brought me back to ten years ago and in an odd way, it really doesn't seem like it was that long ago. But it really was.
Ten years ago, did you ever imagine that this would be your life now?
In an instant...
Words spill over.
Gold dust slips through fingers.
Choices are made.
Feelings are hurt.
A baby's heart stops beating.
Hearts are broken.
One baby becomes three.
The sun breaks through the clouds.