Playing House

Crush drove almost 800 miles to meet Little Baby, Big Baby, Sissy, Better-Bro-In-Law (who was bad before and is so much better now), and my folks who were also visiting.  He also met my aunt and uncle who just happened to be in town, and then some of sissy’s new friends, who are all lovely.

It was the BEST 4 days ever.

I shared with you a few weeks ago that I got a little mean and craycray with Crush because of stupid silly things.  I took a lot of my work stress out on him, I made mean accusations, and I hurt his feelings.  The only silver lining….I saw my nasty behavior and accepted responsibility for it almost immediately and Crush accepted my apologies and we talked out our little issues and agreed that we BOTH (yes, even the most perfect me…….) have things to work on independently and as a couple and we are actually doing that and it feels super good.

One of my greatest joys has been having the opportunity to bond with Big Baby and be there when Little Baby was born.  It puts life and all of it’s madness and sadness and unpredictability into perspective.  Babies are simply miracles.  Life is truly magical. 

Crush doesn’t have much experience with little ones.  But, he loves kids.  Big Baby felt his kindness and sincerity almost immediately (children are like dogs, they sense safety and love) and Crush played beautifully for hours with the two of us.  He sang songs, went down slides, pushed swings, read bedtime stories, and fed snacks.  His only downfall……his baby voice sounds terrifyingly just like Adam Sandler’s when he was Opera Man on SNL…..but, that is a flaw I can see past.

Crush and I were able to take Big Baby out of the house for hours at a time to relieve Sissy and let her get some sleep between nursing Little Baby.  Sissy may not be a great athlete, but she can sure push out a baby (less than 15 minutes for both babies once she got to pushing) and nurse…..we all have our talents. 

On our excursions with Big Baby, we had a blast.  We ate lunch together at restaurants, we changed diapers, we played at a kids activity center for hours, we got ice cream, we colored, we danced…..Crush and I looked at each other and we said “we could do this, we make a good team.”  And it is so true.

Crush will make the best dad, he passed this test with flying colors. His tenderness and heart melt me. 

My favorite moment of the entire week trip came yesterday after playing on a slide for 1 hour straight with Big Baby and then having some milk and animal crackers (they did, not me).  Big Baby looked at us and said in the sweetest baby voice, “Auwntie and Uncle Crush are nice.  Big Baby have fun.  Love you.”  Big Baby then kissed us both on the lips and let out a big sigh.  I felt that feeling my Sissy and my best friends must feel with their own babies, that feeling of being so filled with love that you could just explode from it.  I got a few tears in my eyes.  We both replied, “we love you, too” and then the three of us walked hand in hand to the car.

These are the kind of moments you don't forget.  The ones Uncle Crush and I will hopefully tell Big Baby in a few years when she is old enough to come see us down south for a visit alone.  We will tell her what she was like when she was a baby.  How silly and cute she was. She will love staying with her fun aunt and uncle for a few weeks over the summer alone, being independent, but also babied....a vacation from being a big sister, she can be the single star.   We will take her swimming in the ocean, dancing at the boardwalk, we will eat waffle cones full of frozen custard while we take afternoon strolls, play mini golf after a fried chicken supper, and then catch fireflies before bed.  I can't wait.