My husband and I *just* got back tonight from a fantastic 3 day trip to New Orleans. I can’t say enough about the city, I could seriously move there tomorrow. We went, sans kiddos, to celebrate our 10th wedding anniversary. We were long overdue for some time for just us. We often send our kids away for a night here and there, but haven’t gone away ourselves for over 10 months-and that was just downtown Chicago-only 30 minutes from where we live. About 3 months ago I told my hubby that we needed to GO AWAY for this anniversary. We needed some time off. Don’t get me wrong I LOVE my boys and missed them terribly. However, it was awesome to be able to go out together and not be “separated” by the boys. We could converse and hold each other’s hands, not our kids. We had the BEST time! I miss NOLA already.
Now comes the let down. And while mine is there, and the fun of having my husband all to myself, this is more of my son’s. Our 3 year old fared pretty well. He was so excited to see us when we arrived just before bedtime tonight. He had chatted with us on Skype twice this week. He really liked seeing my husband and I and talking with us. Our older son, doesn’t not like Skype or the phone. And he is the one with the “let down”.
So far he has had two bathroom accidents, one of each variety. And I got a recap of a fire safety movie when we were tucking him into bed-3 times. We tried to keep things as normal as we could but when other people are taking care of them, different things are going to happen. And it’s really gonna be okay! He has to learn to “roll” with things on occasion. Life can’t always be controlled and predictable. Of the 3 nights, only one was spent in a different house, and he was in school all day, which is the same and fairly predictable. His teacher was well warned of what was going to happen. Thankfully, neither of the bathroom accidents happened at school.
What do you do when your kid has a fairly severe case of SPD? If you are married, you invest in your marriage! You go, and pick up the pieces when you get home! Our job (my husband and I) as parents is to equip these little fledglings to one day fly from our nest. I don’t want to look over on that day, and see a stranger married to me. And my sons need to learn to deal with different authority figures. Now I don’t think that my husband and I will be able to plan a 14 day vacation anytime soon, nor could we afford it, but 3 days was just perfect. Enough time to reconnect and dream together again. And just enough time for our son to cope with some changes, but not to the point he was overwhelmed.