Date Night

Nick and I had this night planned for a week now; a week of looking forward to some time to ourselves, to focus on "us" rather than the kids. Brent and Kacie very generously offered to watch the boys so we could go out. This is what we planned:
The boys were going to get their hair cut at 5:30pm. Afterward, we were going to pick up a Papa Murphy's pizza to bring home. While we were gone, the boys were going to have pizza with Brent and Kacie, play and show off for them, and then get to have a "sleep over" in the living room. I figured they could lay in bed and watch a movie (hopefully falling asleep in the middle) until we got home.
All day I had been finishing the cleaning; sweeping, unloading and loading the dishwasher, cleaning the downstairs bathroom, taking out the trash, and getting a well timed shower so that I could get hair and make-up done before it was time to leave to pick up Nick.
Everything was cleaned before I took my shower. I was out of the shower and had my hair dried by 3:15pm. Just as I was coming downstairs with my arms full of make-up and hair stuff (I didn't want to be locked in my room for another hour....I had kids screaming downstairs) I get a call from Nick to cancel our date out. He was sick and didn't think he could make it.
So instead of my carefully planned evening, THIS is what we got instead:
Three kids screaming at the top of their lungs while I tried to rearrange the day.
Trying to feed Andrew while getting shoes on Nick, Ethan, and I.
Getting the kids buckled in while waiting for Joey to get off the bus.
Picking Nick up early from work and rescheduling haircuts for a little earlier.
Getting to the salon a half hour before appt to be told by Nick that he had to go to Urgent Care right away...he was feeling awful. Went in to salon to reschedule again for tomorrow morning.
Spending over two hours at Urgent Care with four kids running around the waiting room, just to have Nick come out in a gown telling me to take the kids home, he'd still be awhile.
McDonald's for dinner at 8pm.
A call from Nick saying he had pneumonia, they were giving him a nebulizer treatment and IV fluids as he was dehydrated as well.
A call a little later saying that they had him on IV antibiotics and he would be there for another hour, but they gave him a cab voucher, so he should get home for almost free. He will need to go back for two more IV treatments, but will still be able to fly to Alaska on Sunday.
Three kids on the living room floor in sleeping bags watching a movie.
One baby upstairs in his bassinet, asleep.
One exhausted Mama.
Still waiting for my husband to come home.
And I have a week of "single-parenting" to look forward to next week!

Not exactly the night I was anticipating. We will try to reschedule for sometime after he gets back from Alaska. I'll try not to look forward to it too much. Who knows what may happen!

Have a great weekend and a very happy Valentine's Day!