So off to Massachusetts I go.
I am strangely excited about: having a whole 5 hour block of time on the plane to do nothing but read (what do you want to bet that I spend the whole time watching Rush Hour 8, wishing I could get up to pee but I don't want to disturb the grandma asleep next to me in the aisle and trying to block the oozing arms of a sweaty stranger sitting at the window?), packing just a carry on with NO DIAPERS in sight, and having time (Alone! With no toddler
I am feeling sick inside about leaving my daughter and husband, though. This will be, by far, the longest time I've been away from Zoe. I feel nauseous whenever I am away from them both for a whole day, I cannot imagine what FOUR days will be like. I know they will survive but I will miss them and I know it will be tiring and challenging for CG to run this show on his own. I tried to explain my absence to Zoe but she doesn't get it. All things in the future are "tomorrow" and everything happens in 5 minute increments or "after NAP". I don't envy CG having to explain repeatedly where Mommy is.
But watching them frolic (there really is NO other word for what they were doing) at Venice beach on Monday, I just know they will be okay.
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I feel your pain about leaving Zoe. I couldn't get myself to leave Mira. It was one of the many reasons I missed my college reunion this year. You are my hero. I am sure you both will do great!
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