Chris and I drove to Dallas this weekend to watch the Razorbacks play in Cowboys Stadium. By. our.selves. Yes we did, and it was glorious. And our Hogs won, which makes it infinitely sweeter.
Our parents took such great care of our babies and the dog. We are so grateful to have this opportunity and much-needed chance to get away for a few days.
I missed our kids, but it wasn't as hard for me to be away from them as I feared it might be. Really, the only problem and the biggest hassle for me was finding time and place to pump all weekend and then storing the milk afterward. I even pumped before kickoff at the game. I can't prove it, but I may be the first lady to pump while standing in a bathroom stall at the brand spanking new stadium. I'm sure they probably have some kind of room set up for nursing mothers, but I didn't want to take the time to find it. As it was, because we were in handicapped seating, it was quite a feat just to get to our seats, so it was enough just to find a bathroom even remotely nearby. It was funny because Chris thought I might want to pump right in our seats so as to not to miss any of the action and wondered if I brought my nursing cover to do so. I told him not a chance. I already knew that this wasn't feasible especially since we were front and center in our section, but he didn't really get why I wouldn't want to do this until he saw our seats in person. We had a good laugh at me trying to be discreet in the middle of everything. Heck, we made it on the big screen twice from there! Of course, I wouldn't have been the only one to flash the big screen that day, had I been so inclined to pump in my seat. Apparently, there was a "wardrobe malfunction" for one poor A&M fan that happened to occur the very moment that she was being broadcast to the entire crowd of 70,000 plus. What are the odds?!
We saw the very inner-workings of the stadium as we wheeled to our seats. Saw the club where the Cowboys run through to get to the field. Rode the elevator with the Razorback mascot and a handful of cheerleaders. Saw Jerry Jones in his element. So many stories. So many laughs. Such good times.
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