When we bought this house last summer, we really lucked out with our neighbours. They’re AWESOME. He’s an actor and she’s an artist that stays home with their 4 year old twins. They, too, came from the Big City, have one car (a shocking sacrifice in our neck of the woods) and they are incredibly generous. Mr. Neighbour has been doing a play for the last six weeks or so at a fancy dinner theatre in the Big City and got us tickets. For free! Mrs. Neighbour offered to babysit.
Adam has never been away from Thomas or I for longer than 30 minutes and that was when he spent part of a church service in the nursery. Thomas’ family is in the States and my family is about two hours away and had never offered to take him – they aren’t really “kid” people, which is funny because my parents had four kids. We don’t have many friends, Thomas works a lot, I’ve been exclusively breastfeeding and it just worked out that Adam is nearly 7 months old and had never been away from us.
Going to the play, we would be gone for five hours. I pumped like crazy to have two bottles (as I rarely pump for a regular feeding, I actually have no idea how much Adam eats), packed some pureed sweet potatoes and pears and, Adam’s favourite, a bottle of water. I packed a pacifier, which Adam has been using for the past week to help him go to sleep and a few favourite toys. We dropped him off with Mrs. Neighbour and left.
For all his fussiness when his schedule doesn’t go the way he wants it to, for the lack of napping while he was there, he did very well. I was hoping he would be fine – for his sake and Mrs. Neighbour’s – but I had no idea how it would go. I am relieved and very proud of him for going with the flow . And very thankful for our neighbours, who gave us an afternoon out, just the two of us.
We are very lucky.