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32 hours

pic of the day: pic 5
in motion at the restaurant


well, we made it.

i officially was away from john for 32 hours from saturday morning through this afternoon. and you know what? i did fine! oh, don't get me wrong - i missed my little man. but daddy and i had a wonderful time at eddie and becky's wedding. (and what an event it was!)

we left early saturday morning and drove and drove and drove. we made great time, actually, and got to our hotel too early; we couldn't check in. they did give us the keys to our room, though, so we could drive the rest of the way to the wedding venue and come back late late at night without having to stop at the front desk.

then off for another hour's drive to seaside. the wedding was amazing. kristin and i managed to play well despite wind/salty humidity/sinking in the sand. it was the first time i've ever played a beach wedding and it was a wild ride! but it went well and was a lot of fun, and of course the ceremony was beautiful. eddie and becky were married and then the beautiful sun settled into the waves behind them. it was gorgeous.

everyone walked up to the lawn for the reception, which was gorgeously catered and the band was great. my husband and i enjoyed a fantastic night with friends, in a beautiful location - we couldn't ask for much more for our parents' night out! it was wonderful.

we stayed pretty late, and finally made the hour drive back to our hotel, arriving about 1:30am. we slept hard - and i surprised myself by not waking up throughout the night to "noises" on the phantom baby monitor in my head. we had a happily uneventful drive home ...

and then the highlight came. we walked in the door. nana and john were sitting on the couch. john looked up and saw us ... and lit up. he's a happy baby, but i've never seen him as overjoyed. he grinned from ear to ear, he put his hands in the air and lunged to us. the look on his face ... it was phenomenal. i have never been happier in my entire life than when i saw that beautiful smiling face.

i'm not going away again anytime soon ... but between the great time we had at the wedding, and the payoff of the baby grins at the end ... it was 32 hours well spent.
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