...until I see my baby.
First work trip for me since James was born (well, without him coming along). First time I've been away from him overnight (let alone 2 nights). And first real, tangible feeling of emptiness in my arms (and heart). Ouch.
Yet, I do not worry. Not about James. He has his Daddy, who runs a tight ship and can fix anything. Nope, I just worry about myself... I had a good cry last night and managed to keep most of my tears under wraps as I said good-bye this morning:
By the way, James said Bye-Bye last night (while waving!) for the first time! I couldn't get him to do it for me this morning, but that's OK. He could probably tell Mommy was sad...
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