No more hotel stays for a while

Yawnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn.

I'm beat, as I'm sure everyone else is who stayed at the Best Western in Chaska on Saturday night. My DH and the babies and I hitched a ride with DH's favorite aunt on Saturday afternoon for a quick trip to witness a First Communion on Sunday. DH and his aunt (who is also his godmother) are the godparents to their niece, so there was no getting out of this roadtrip.

The drive down was great, but once we arrived at the restaurant Saturday evening, the tone changed - too subtle for us to realize that it was a whole tonal shift. DH decided to see if our babies liked baked beans. Let's just say that all it took was two bites to learn that Lillian barfs from beans. No crying or anything, just really gross. When we returned to the hotel, the babies went to sleep in the pack-n-play in the other room of our suite.

We were all tired, thinking bed sounded good, when DH's brother decided to bring his fiancee to the hotel at 9:50. They left at around midnight. Once they left, we sat up and visited a bit more and then took turns doing bathroom routines. (I finally found someone who takes longer to get ready for bed than me!) As DA (Darling Auntie) headed off to bed, the babies awoke soon after. For the night. And not just one at a time. DH and I didn't want to wake up DA and the rest of the hotel, so we were both up, trying our darnedest to keep everyone quiet.

Our room was extremely warm - both babies laid around wearing only diapers - no blankets. And Breanna popped a new tooth during the night. And Lillian had barfed up beans. And while the hallway traffic outside of our room was rather entertaining at times, it got annoying when it kept the babies up. There were about a dozen green glowing lights in the room - smoke detector, microwave, clocks, etc. I ended up taping diapers over the ones I could reach to try to remove some of the spaceship feeling.

We even tried just leaving the girls in the pack-n-play with the TV on (if they don't sleep fine, but at least we can sleep through the TV). Didn't work. They just wanted to be held. So held they were. The last time I looked, the clock was 4:49. We got up at 7 in order to make to the First Communion - and we made it just in time.

The First Communion was lovely and the family gathering was nice. On our way out of the cities, we met up with some very dear long-time friends for a quick bite to eat and visit. Both DH and DA grumbled a tiny bit as we pulled into the parking lot, but once we left the restaurant to officially make the rest of the trip home, both of them admitted that they were glad we'd stopped. It was by far the highlight of the trip for me - old friends breathe so much life! We arrived at home by about 10:00 and quickly put the babies to bed and then collapsed.

This morning, we all slept until 9, which is a small miracle in itself. I think I'll take a quick snooze now and then get back to work. This is a week full of fun writing/consulting projects on my docket. Happy Monday, everyone! May you be rested and joyful!