Despite yesterday's Yoga post, today I stressed all day about how I needed to get ready to have the missionaries over for dinner at 5. I was stressing about what to make (something premade and easy, preferrably), when and how to go to Costco (with baby, or without?) And Bo didn't nap well all day. Plus the house was a mess and I had so much laundry to do and I'm out of soap and didn't feel like making any more (even though it's a cinch to make) etc, etc.
But we go about our day and even though Baby was not sleeping according to my plan (typical baby move), the family works together and gets it all done (except for the soap) and 5 O' clock rolls around.
As I look at the set table with fancy dinner of salad, ice water and Costco take and bake pizza, it is then and for the first time that day I think...
I may have the wrong day. They aren't coming.
Duh. Now I have 1 and 1/3 pizzas cooked and just sitting here. AND 5 giant red velvet cupcakes I get to stare at and not eat because I'm still doing that stupid no treats challenge.
Then it was time for band practice.
I was seriously stressing about this.
Sam is so supportive and encouraged me to get back to singing with the 'Sugar Sisters' ASAP "before you get replaced" - he said.
So, I made sure to pump some milk. I ended up asking Sam to come with me, with the baby. I was so nervous about it because Bo is so fussy at night anyway and I wasn't sure if he'd take the bottle and I didn't want to leave Sam stranded. He totally indulged me even though it didn't really make sense.
Of course this is the first night EVER that Bo sleeps through the evening. I don't know if it was the music or the fact that he cat napped all day. Whatever it is, I had nothing to worry about.
I HAD SO MUCH FUN singing again. I really lost the music vibe during my pregnancy. I hardly ever played my guitar. I didn't even really listen to music. I don't know what it was. I did sing with the band a few times, which was fun, but never on my own.
I am starting to get the bug again.
I guess the whole point of this post is to remind me that I need to chill out a bit. Things work out.
I am going to keep this in mind when Baby wakes up to play at 2:30 this morning.