The things we did in 36 hrs. My husband and I flew 4 1/2 hrs to LA arrived at 1am and got to bed at 3am central time. Slept until 9 central time. When we woke up, I received a call asking where the thermometer was. Noah had a fever and woke up sick. When I heard that, all I wanted to do was get home. He was in good hands. Our nanny, my cousin, my mom, my best friend, my brother were all around. I just wanted to be with him, though.
I had spent 2 hrs rehearsing for a show with Glandale symphony. That was rough. I don’t know if I got my nerves worked up or was kind of sick myself, but, rehearsal took extra long because I kept needing to “Take a break”. Sick to my stomach and sweating, I pushed through. After rehearsal we had about 1 1/2 hrs to get to hotel to eat, shower and change for the show. While getting ready I tried everything possible to find a way home after show, but, it just wasn’t possible. Back home, Noah spent the entire day on the couch, eyes glazed over, watching Star Wars (of course).
I returned to venue to do meet and greet and performed a wonderful show with the symphony. I had people to visit with after show. Folks from booking agency, relatives, etc so we didn’t get back to hotel until late. At 545am, we met in the hotel lobby to drive back to LAX and return rental car and take a 3 1/2 hr flight home. I FACETIMEd with Noah. He was feeling better and was watching Ice Age. That made me less anxious on the flight home. When we got home, it was like we were, both, gone forever and just left.
We really don’t leave the boys. We just thought with the long travel and short turn around, it was the best decision for this trip. I was heartbroken that I wasn’t here with Noah while he was sick. Let the Irish, Italian guilt set in. I’m sure it will drag me down for years to come ;-)
We are home and things are back to normal. The family is together as it should be. It’s pretty amazing all the things that can happen in 36 hrs