I feel like crap again today. Still have this dull headache. I am beginning to wonder if it’s my new contacts causing it.

We’re (me, Carter and my dad) driving to visit my grandparents today. They’ve seen Carter only twice since he’s been born and he’s now a year old. So, before my dreaded return to work the beginning of September we told them we’d pay a visit! My grandma has been on my dad’s case that he should come and visit too, and had the great idea what we should all come together - Me, Carter, my brother, my stepmom, and my dad.
Though , quick thinkers that they are, my brother and step mom were able to find something to occupy their day and provide an alibi as to why they can’t make it.
It’s not that I don’t love my grandparents to bits, it’s just that, well, I am completely different. They attend church 3 times a week, I on the other hand only go when I am with them (so you know how much that is). Though they never vocalized it to me, I know that my grandpa was very upset when Mike and I chose not to baptize our son. He’s upset that we don’t attend church and don’t practice our religion. I think if I ever told him that I didn’t believe it would break his heart.

So now, I am facing the daunting task of packing. Why on earth is it so difficult to take a child on a day trip! I mean, come on…. pack n’ play, blankets, music, various foods, collapsible high chair, toys, toys, toys, bibs, shoes, diapers, extra clothes… the list goes on. It’s like I’m sending him off to college already or something - Mind you when those days come I may just be grabbing boxes and clearing shelves with one swipe of my arm and tossing it out the door.

So I have a dear friend that lives in the same town (you’re probably reading this too), I wish I had more notice so that we could organize some time for the day. I feel really guilty that I didn’t go see them the last time I was there, so I don’t think we’ll be able to connect this trip (and I’m not driving either, my dad is). *sniff, sniff* I want to see you soon though! *hugs*