This weekend

I am pathetic.

Yes, I am.  I can admit it.

Eddie left today at 1:00 with Cal to go to South Carolina to visit Eddie's grandparents and Eddie's parents.  Last year, we all went, and it was good to see everyone, but it is SUPER low key.  This year, Eddie's mom encouraged me to stay at home and rest, relax and recharge.  I agree that I need some downtime, especially after all of the hard work I've done on the house in the past week, but still....

The car was loaded with Cal's bags and gas when Eddie got home and my tears were already starting.  What is wrong with me??  Other moms I know are telling me how I should be celebrating and kicking up my heels and loving life right now.  Of course, I do love life right now...it's just reallllllly quiet here.... like, SUPER quiet...  When I hugged Cal goodbye, I started blubbering.  Yup, blubbering.  I am ridiculous!  I KNOW!  I am going to blame it on the pregnancy hormones, but come on.  I can only blame so much on that. 

On the PLUS side...I got notice that we have a showing tomorrow!  Our first one (since doing ALL of this work!), so I am going to turn my blah/sad mood into cleaning every inch of the house.  It is already clean, but I am going to clean it without a 16 month helper following me.  This means that when I Windex the table, I will not have little finger prints all over it as soon as I am done (but I love love love those finger prints!), I will put away toys and they will stay put...not look as if the toy bin threw up all over the house, and I will do laundry and the only person here to generate more laundry will be ME!  I can handle hiding my laundry! :)

Here's my thing...those boys mean the world to me.  I mean, everything.  The weather is nasty and I don't like the thought of them driving in a downpour.  Eddie will be safe driving.  I just can't imagine anything happening to them.  And that's why I get so emotional.  But I will continue to blame it on the pregnancy.  It's easier that way. 

Help a sistah out and keep your fingers crossed for us for tomorrow.  This could be one of a BUNCH of showings, but it could be the one showing that matters.