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Hasting's First Night Staying Away from Mommy & Daddy

Last night Hasting stayed with his Mimi. Over-night.
I was a hot mess about it, not by the fact that he was staying there. The fact that he wasn't going to be with me through the night, or there when I woke up in the morning.

Chad and I went out to Farmington Dragway in Mocksville, NC with Clay (Hasting's god-father), and to a little bar in town afterwards to meet Clay's mom. We had a great time. We got to hang out with great friends, sing karaoke,  have a few drinks, & enjoy some time with one another. Of course the whole time I felt guilty, so did Chad. We knew that we were making the right decision though. Although Hasting is our world, we know that we need time to get out and do things together and still socialize with friends. 

Here's a little video from the dragway:


Chad & I woke up this morning & couldn't wait to go pick our little booger up! The house was so different without him here. It was like our schedule was all messed up. We've became so accustomed to being parents now that it was so weird to not have Hasting here at the house with us.

When we went to pick him up he was sleeping on his Aunt BriBri's bed. As soon as he heard my voice he woke up with a huge smile on his face! I had missed my baby boy so much! My aunt told me that he was so good the whole time he was there! He went to be before 10pm and slept until about 6:15am. He enjoyed his time with his mimi & aunts/uncles, and was so playful the whole time he was there!

I was a little worried about sending him to stay somewhere over-night for the first time with his cloth diapers, especially since I didn't really have the time to go over all the 411 of the diapers with them. But it ended up working out great. I mean, it wasn't that hard anyways considering I sent all pre-stuffed pocket diapers with him.

It was really hard letting him stay over-night somewhere, but at least we got it over with. It's something that we knew we were going to have to eventually conquer. I'm very proud of myself for not getting super emotional, but I must say.... I'm not doing it again anytime soon, at least until Tosh.O next month in Raleigh. 


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