Trial run

This morning I was nursing J at 5:30am, the perfect alarm clock.  A sweet moment with my sweet girl before heading out to my first day back at work.  She nursed forever, which is unusual for her, but good since she would have to deal with the dreaded gas forming, plastic nipple of a bottle for the next 11 hours.

I quickly throw on my scrubs, grab my stuff and head out the front door.  To prevent waking little loves in our modest 3 bedroom apartment where the smallest of noise sounds huge, I transformed the front seat of the Nissan Sentra into a beauty salon.  I quickly put on some mascara and threw my hair into a ponytail - and I was set.

The mascara, however didn't last.  Black tears started falling as I pulled out of the parking lot.

Sheesh I can't even imagine the wreck I'd of been if I was leaving my kids with someone else.

Pull it together I thought, they are home with their dad for crying out loud.

See I like my job, but I love my kids.  So leaving them to go to work, well it was tough.  MUCH tougher than I anticipated.

and 11 hours is a long time.  Really long.

But Paul rocked the day, just like he knew he would.  Truth be told, I had doubts.  See before today, the only time Paul spent with all three kids solo was while I went running - which was always planned at a time when Jovie was sleeping, and even then I was only gone for 35 minutes max.

To boost my assurance in his capability to juggle the 3 little loves, I asked him if we could do a trial run to see how he handles it before the real deal - he said "if I'm going to walk on hot coal I'm definitely not going to practice doing it."

Imagine my concern when just last night I observed the formation of the "how to take care of Jovie" list he was creating.  Proof that some kids (our kids) do, in fact, come with owners manuals.  Joking aside, this is just one of the many reasons I am so madly in love with my Mr...no shame in writing down a plan of attack to be prepared to trouble shoot what to do when Jovie cries.  A few of my favorite details taken straight from his "how to take care of Jovie" list

•  DON'T FREAK OUT!
• sometimes babies just cry and there is nothing you can do to fix it.

I helped him to fine tune his list with the mama secrets of if she does ab&c, then I do xy&z.

So there wasn't a trial run, and there didn't need to be.  And now I feel bad for second guessing him, and worrying like a maniac all day long.

I even got a text message at noon that said "can her (Jovie's) clothes be dried?"

I guess he was trying to get some action tonight.  First he was doing an amazing job watching our 3 little loves, and now he is further proving his capability by doing laundry too?!

Stud.

I came home to an apartment that WASN'T a complete wreck, the kids were happy.  Paul, however, looked exhausted.

He mentioned something about not getting laid before his first day solo with three kids.  I mentioned something about being up until midnight with a hyperactive baby, and then up again at 2am to nurse Jovie, and then up for the day at 5:30am - relating to 5 hours of interrupted sleep.

So maybe, just maybe he can do this again next week, 3 days in a row.

Only time will tell, because there isn't going to be a trial run.

But tonight, well, I am spending some time with my Mr. : ).