a design widow takes her boys to the nutcracker

a design widow takes her boys to the nutcracker

Just about as soon as we got to the World Financial Center this morning and settled into our seats for the hour long version of The Nutcracker, I thought, “This was a bad idea.” I knew Oliver had a bad case of baby wanderlust, and I knew that he was fast, but it was my first time taking the two boys out together in a public space with lots of people all by myself and I didn’t realize what I was up against. I had no idea how I was going to get him to stay still for the show. And Simon, too. Surely one or the other of them would be trying to get to the stage at any given moment. It would be a disaster. What’s a mom to do?

Hold the baby in my lap, it turns out. Oddly enough, that’s all it took. Oliver got a little restless now and then, but it was nothing another bite of food couldn’t fix. He didn’t squirm to get away, or cry, or make lots of noise. He did get pretty excited about clapping when applause was in order, however, but there are worse things in life than having your baby clap when he’s supposed to clap. And Simon only wandered close to the stage once. And he only stood on his chair twice. And he only started asking how many more minutes after we were 56 minutes into the ballet. I count it as a huge success.

Even more successes from the day: we walked through the rain with no tears, no tantrums, no stalling. We ran errands with no tears, no tantrums, no stalling. We caught the bus with no complaints about wanting to take a different bus or to catch the train or to walk. Oliver didn’t fuss a bit about not getting to take his nap until 3:30. Simon never once said anything about being too tired to walk.

After Oliver’s nap, the boys played. They ate dinner and bathed. They wrestled while I read about the Little Red Lighthouse and the Great Gray Bridge. And then they went to sleep.

And that is how we made it through the first day of December. That is how I made it through the first day of Micah working two jobs.

(From now until Christmas, he’ll be working his new job during the day and his old job at night. Wish us luck. It’s going to be a tiring three weeks. For all of us.)

8 thoughts on “a design widow takes her boys to the nutcracker

  1. You took the boys the see The Nutcracker without me?! I know I couldn’t have gone anyway, but my heart hurts a little.
    PS, though, I love your candids of Oliver. If you scroll down the page you can see a lot of great Oliver moments.

  2. I didn’t even think about it, Abby, because we went with Simon’s school. So there were 4 other moms there . . . and 8 other children . . . .

    Oliver does have a lot of great moments, doesn’t he?

  3. You’ll do great! It will be tough, I’m sure but, do-able.
    I remember when Jordan was in retain (Apple computers) during the holidays. IT WAS HARD! But, it’s possible. And, I’m sure our student debt is less because he worked so hard. Anyway, you’re awesome for taking the boys.

  4. I probably should have posted about the next day as well, just to give you a balanced perspective of life these days. Pretty much everything got canceled so we sat around and did nothing. No rocking whatsoever.

  5. For me it is just so different to not have “Micah comes home for dinner” built into our schedule. It totally throws me off and I’m not quite sure how to handle it. But we’re definitely going to find a use for that extra income. That’s for sure.

  6. I’m totally impressed. Hang in there! You’re a week into this, so only two more to go! I hope that’s a positive thing, and not at all depressing. I love your posts Lizzie. It makes me so excited for motherhood. And thanks to you I know it’s not all butterflies and rainbows or whatever. All I have to do is think of “boogers, Mom! Boogers!” and reality sets in. :)

  7. Way to go!! I’m so glad it all went so well, what a great outing!!! I love all the pictures you put on your posts, your boys are sure cute.

    And I sympathize with feeling like a widow, that’s always tough. Good luck to you with being alone with the boys so much, and to Micah working two jobs. Hang in there!

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