Staycation All I Ever Wanted

Husband is taking a week off in October. Ideally we would be off to Hawaii or the mountains to see the leaves change or somewhere else equally relaxing. Unfortunately we had a baby.

It's just not an option for me to leave him behind. Even if I wasn't breastfeeding I still think I would miss him terribly. I miss him now and he's been asleep for an hour and a half. I know we could take him along, but why subject myself to the misery? While there are many wonderful things about being a stay-at-home mom, the worst is that my job follows me wherever I go. If we take Henry with us I don't really get a vacation because I still have to do all the things I always do times 100 because he will be a mess from traveling, being off schedule, trying to sleep in a strange place, etc.

So we have decided on a staycation. Apparently this is quite trendy now as everyone is poor, so I will jump on the bandwagon and use this made up word that Blogger thinks is a typo. My plan is to break the week (really nine days!) into chunks. The first couple of days Husband and I will work like mad to get the house cleaning, yard work, laundry, etc. done. This way I will be able to take a break from my Cinderella-like duties for the rest of the week. After that we will eat off paper plates and put Henry in disposible diapers and just generally not do anything that would create a mess. Then I would like to have at least one day of what MFF calls baby vacation. That means I do nothing baby-related except breastfeeding and Husband does everything else for Henry. That ought to wear both of them out. We would also like to spend a few days doing some fun things, like driving to the zoo in Waco or taking Henry down to our wedding location. I expect the last couple of days will be back to normal, with Husband working glumly and me being glad he is occupied because he was starting to annoy me.

So, it's not Paris, but it's also not the monotony of my everyday life. I am a little too excited.