75

My trip to Utah last exactly 75 blissful hours. 75 hours of only 1 perfect baby who gets eeew's and aaah's out of strangers and friends alike. 75 hours of food that I did not have to prepare which meant it tasted better and I got to sit down to eat, and I could enjoy every last single bite on my plate. 75 hours of uninterrupted restful, FULL nights of sleep. 75 hours of NOT picking up toys or doing dishes. 75 hours of actually getting showered, dressed, hair done, makeup on without leaving the bathroom. 75 hours of peace and calm without screaming wildness. 75 hours of laughing, smiling and laughing some more with my beautiful sisters. 75 hours of ME TIME. I got to do a little shopping, go to the temple, eat smores by a camp fire, watch an entire 2 hour Documentary without interruptions, etc. It was blissful.