I might know what I’m doing…

This past week I went to Knoxville to stay with my dad and stepmom. Corey has been in the Dominican Republic for the week, leading a group from our church. At first when we planned this trip for him I had grand ideas of staying at home, just me and Zeke, and being a supermom. Now that all those grand ideas have been replaced with reality, I realized something…

No one does that!

Most of my friends who have kids around here regularly go see and stay with their parents… ESPECIALLY if their spouse is out of town. It just makes sense. We weren’t created to parent alone… so go get help!

We had an incredible week. Dad and Bettye fed us very well and Zeke had regular Mamaw and Papaw time, while Mama took a nap or swam in the pool. I feel refreshed and pampered.

The idea of heading to Knoxville was a little daunting. 5 hours. In the car. Just me and Zeke. Zeke doesn’t typically like the car when we drive around town. His pacifier somehow seems to just slip out of his mouth over and over again and each time Zeke swears the world is absolutely going to end. So I just settled in my mind that the 5 hour drive would probably take 8-10 hours and that was just going to be okay.

The morning we were leaving Zeke woke up at 4am, ready for the day. And I had a decent amount of adrenaline, so we just got up and started getting ready. By 7:30 we were packed and fed and ready to go… and then the miraculous happened…

He fell asleep.

…and stayed asleep…

… … for 4 hours!

It was a beautiful, easy drive. He woke up once, nursed, and then…

WENT BACK TO SLEEP!

Now that’s what I call grace. The drive home was the same way. We got a later start but as soon as we got going he passed out. I like having a baby who travels well. Here’s praying that we keep traveling and he stays that way!!