Dominic is in the restaurant business. He’s worked at the same restaurant for a little over a year until last week, when he was transferred to a different location. He transferred because he’s trying to move up in the company, which is obviously a good thing. The not so good thing? There’s an actual third shift. I’m really trying hard to not make this sound like I’m complaining, because I really am so grateful but I won’t lie, it’s kind of hard. Not in an “oh my god, I feel like I’m doing this all alone” kind of way, absolutely not. But for Olivia. She really misses him. We’re a family that spends a lot of time, just the three of us and for the past week, it really hasn’t been that way. You think that children don’t realize things like that, but they do. They pay attention, they know when things are off. Olivia has asked for Dominic more this past week than I can ever recall, she wants to sleep in “dada’s bed” on “dada’s pi-yo”, and on Wednesday, she pretty much had an entire day of regression. Meaning, she basically peed through every pair of panties I put on her. By Wednesday night, I was feeling kind of overwhelmed. Olivia had peed through her sixth pair of panties, was crying for no reason and Dominic said that he wouldn’t be home until closer to 3am, when he was supposed to be home by 1:30am. I was sitting on the couch and I started to cry for a second, I thought to myself, maybe I’m not as good at this mom-thing as I though I was. Olivia noticed that I was upset so she climbed up onto my lap, put her little hands on my face and said, “Don’t worry, my baby, it’s okay. I love you.” And then I realized that maybe I’m not doing so bad, and that maybe we both just had an off day, that it’ll be better tomorrow.
And it was. It was a better tomorrow.
Dominic had yesterday off, so we took full advantage of the gorgeous day to take our girl out, and have some much needed family time.
We woke up early to go out for coffee and bagels and then we did a little shopping for some goodies– we decided to take Olivia on her first picnic. Actually, Dominic and I realized that this was our first picnic, as well!
We drove around looking for the perfect park, turned our cell phones off, and had a nice afternoon with food, drinks and lots of laughs.
Showing off her different emotions….
It was just what we needed. Kind of like a reset button for such a crappy week. I’m not naive enough to believe that one picnic is gonna change everything, but I am glad we are able to recognize a bad week and fix it with some good old QT. I love this little family of mine.