after assessing the situation, i thought i'd drive down to hampton on monday and return wednesday, bringing my mom back w/me to help me with house/kids/meals while i worked on the cake, and then driving back to hampton on saturday after the cake was done and returning sunday evening. but then allergies and exhaustion from working so many late nights on the cake finally took its toll on me and i woke up monday morning unable to stand up straight, the room spinning. worried about trying to drive in this condition, and wierdly enough, maybe my subconscious self knew i was worried about driving like this because i woke up that morning to an awful dream where i fall asleep while driving and crash the car, glass flying everywhere and my first and only thought before i wake up is how can i save my kids. so with this sense of doom, i tried to catch a bit more zz's on the couch that morning but with two kids yelling at me, climbing on me, and demanding food, it was not to be.
in an odd coincidence (or was it?), my mom calls me not long after i wake up, and she says, dont come down here. apparently she had had a bad dream as well, where i crash the car while driving with the kids. i almost got goosebumps when she told me, but i know where her fear comes from. ever since dad's car accident last november and her accident earlier that fall, she has had this lingering fear of car accidents being inevitable. she can't even get into someone's car without being gripped by a certainty that a crash will happen. in any case, i was glad for an out. i really wasnt feeling well and it made me feel less guilty about not going to have my mom agree on that point. she decided to take a train up to my house instead so she could still help me out.
once the cake was done and picked up, we drove to hampton, and i'm glad it worked out this way, because ozzy doesnt travel well so it was really helpful having my mom there to tend to his MANY needs so i could just focus on driving us there. (we are planning a trip to the bahamas and i'm dreading the challenge of traveling with ozzy there. it will take a lot of patience and help, that's for sure. and it will totally help if Rob can figure out how to read my mind by then, so i dont get snappy with him during the whole ordeal.)
it was a short visit, but it was nice to be home with my parents for a short bit. ozzy and mimi enjoyed the egg hunt at my parents church. but before i knew it, back in the car and tons of traffic heading back to nova on sunday evening. again, my mom rode up with me to make sure i had help with ozzy in the car. gotta love mom!
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