In a little over two months I will be traveling to Sin City. I will be attending a juvenile products trade show where we will exhibit (and hopefully sell) our first product. I actually like Vegas and have grown accustomed to visiting it for work. The last time that I went I was pregnant and it was August. For those of you who have not had the pleasure of visiting Las Vegas in August go turn your oven on, let it get nice and hot, and stick your head in. That is LV in August. Then promptly run over to your freezer and stick your head in. That is also LV in August - inside.
Note - don't really stick your head in the oven, it isn't good for you.
This year I have a huge dilemma for the trip: bring the babe or leave him at home? If I were only going for a couple of days I think that I would just leave him at home and party like a rockstar. But this trip will be 5 nights. My husband is refusing to come along because he claims that if he is in Vegas he will want to play golf and not take care of our child. My mother, my wonderful mother, has offered to come along. I am very close to taking her up on her offer but I also have some reservations about bringing DS along:
- I am deathly afraid of brining a 9 month old on a long flight across the country. As he gets older he no longer tolerates sitting on my lap for extended (over 30 seconds) periods of time. By that time he might be crawling and then I will really be in for it.
- Speaking of crawling, if he is crawling by then that leads to a whole new set of worries. If you think that I will let any part other than the bottom of his very thick shoes touch the ground in Vegas then you are sorely mistaken. The poor kid will miss out on an entire week of crawling.
- What do you do in a hotel room with a baby who goes to sleep at 7 PM? I guess that I could just go to sleep too and try to catch up on the months of sleep that I have misssed since he was born. But my poor mother will need a break, I could just send her to some good Cirque de Soleil shows at night.
- Will my mother go out of her mind caring for her Grandson in Las Vegas for so long? Am I taking advantage of her by accepting the offer? What will they do all day?
- Will I be able to visit the Adult Playground of the World without playing? Then again I definitely cannot party like I used to so it will be much safer if I don't even try. Plus these milk jugs I call breasts may look okay stuffed into a low cut shirt but they certainly won't tolerate dancing. Ouch!
Despite all of these reasons not to bring DS I keep going back to the image of seeing him at the end of each day and it makes me realize that it would all be worth it. Oh yes, and the fact that I wouldn't have to schlep my pump everywhere, duck into bathrooms to pump, try to figure out how to store the milk, and beg the airlines to let me carry it on board.
