So we had a great time cruising in Bermuda. That is, after I stopped CRYING like a total sissy (about leaving Baby). I was an unbeLEEvable wimp, I am almost ashamed...but no big deal, really. I knew he was fine (with my mom)...it was *me* that wasnt. It is something crazy going from not even a babysitter (ever, in the last year) to an entire week apart...talk about separation anxiety and going cold turkey! I was a mess. Somehow (oceanliner, warm sun, Bermuda, alcohol) I managed to get over it and enjoy my dear Reusker alone!!!
I pumped, only to see my baby forgot the drill by the time I got home. My inlaws had my mom fix them lunch rather then relieve her of any baby duties. Reusker wanted to program rather than lay on the beach. Otherwise, it was absolutely delightful.
We slept the entire 2-day trip down from Boston, galavanted for the 3.5 days at Bermuda, then slept the 2 days home. Even the cabin boy noted that he only saw us (ruffled, at that) for meals! Who cares about tacky night shows, Bingo, shuffleboard or even the pool? I wanted to SLEEP!! And, well...sleep more. On the islands, we did several walking tours (thanks for the guide, mom!), rented a moped one day, and tried our hands at their great public transportation (ferry & buses). We pretty much went over the whole set of islands at least twice...saw everything we wanted to see. It was great.
Back in Maine, Reusker has already flown back to TN. I'm trying to decide when/how/who to visit on the trip home. I'm really unmotivated to haul tail back there...including the 1300 miles alone with baby. But he's been a real dear, and we're gonna take it easy...I have no reason not to be optimistic (famous last words). That said, I'll face it in a few days...
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