This month is going to be long. I'm traveling 14 days between February 1 and March 2. One of my babysitters is newly pregnant and may have to back out of some of the dates; my mom will be home with Craig and Ainslie for extended periods. My heart is in southwest Chicago, playing happily with other people. How did I ever find the strength to leave her every work day? Of course, she is fine--she is getting to play with Daddy and Xander, and in the next few weeks, Grammie. We've been having this conversation a lot lately:
Ainslie: Mommy airplane?
Me: Yes, mommy has to go in an airplane.
Ainslie: No Ainslie Airplane. Mommy airplane.
Me: That's right, mommy has to go by herself. Who are you going to play with while I'm gone?
Ainslie: Xander. Suzi. Xander toys! No Ainslie airplane.
Bless her heart, she almost understands!
So, here I am, halfway through Trip 1 and they are Fine. I'm so relieved. I miss her so much. I got to hear, "Awoo Mommy." last night. Awoo too, Baby, more than anything!
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Ahhhh! It's nice to be missed and even nicer to be loved. Awoo...
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