i’m not even close to done talking about san francisco,
but a quick word.
i am going to just come right out and say it.
i left my child for about 5 days,
and i’ll admit that i didn’t really worry about him at all.
it didn’t cross my mind until the last day when i started to think about snapping back to reality and our life here in san diego, and work, and mom-ing…
then i almost felt sick about it.
not the coming home to it, but the fact that i could go 5 days
{and the first time away overnight} and be completely fine.
{ok, i guess i did call during downtime to check-in once…}
last night, after we sent g-ma home on a plane,
and my child lamented it all the way home,
we came home and put him to bed like always.
he cried for hours.
note: i have one of those children that doesn’t cry for long unless something is truly wrong.
he generally goes down without more than 5 minutes of “complaining.”
he was truly upset.
and it was hurting my heart.
so i held him.
and he let me.
it took a few more times of going in and holding him,
some singing and cuddling, and holding his hand…
and every time i tried to leave,
i just couldn’t.
i can leave for 5 days and not worry,
i can put him down and walk away,
i let him cry to help him sleep.
but i cry thinking of these mom nights,
when its just me and a sweet boy reminding me that he still needs me.
which is great, because i have a feeling it won’t last long…
Here's the thing i'm totally totally with you. I didn't worry after about the first 12 hours when we went to chicago- and i'm pretty sure its because of the people we left our children with. I freak out on date nights some times because i'm not sure if the babysitter can handle a tantrum, but my stepmom for 4 days- not even worried. Isn't that great that we have awesome
I know this. Exactly. When I went to Japan for a week, I was totally fine. It was refreshing to do my own thing. And I knew Robert would take good care of my boys. I also know mom nights don't last long. Breaks my heart each time one of my boys turns old enough to not quite need my comfort. Daniel is on the tail end. Still needs some comfort here and there. But it will be over all too soon.
Oh yes, Boss was an angel for the 'rents too. In fact, when we walked in, it was almost 11pm, and there he was cuddling with grandma, and didn't even flinch to see me. {side note: he doesn't ever really want to cuddle}I think you're right. I guess I wasn't worried cause… I turned out ok, and they raised me… they'll be fine… 😉