My First Night Away From My Little Man

Well, I did it. I survived my first night away from my little man, and I am OK :+)). On Monday I had to travel to NYC for a team meeting and it required I be gone from my little man for basically two nights.

People kept asking me if I was ok, both before and while I was gone, and surprisingly, I did better than I thought. I only got a little choked up when Henry and the baby left for daycare on Monday morning...I had to ask them to quickly leave before I completley lost it. Of course, karma is a bitch sometimes and it is as if God knew how much I was missing my baby because on the train a few rows back was a baby about Alex's age...made me miss him even more...I just put my headphones on and read and tried not to think about it.

So I guess the other big news is that Henry survived his first night as a single parent with sanity intact (he's still pissed that the Eagles lost to the Cowboys)...I of course called several times to make sure that everything was going well. From what Henry told me there were some good times and some bad times....Henry said that he refused to eat his solid foods, but drank A LOT of my breast milk..almost 10 ounces all night, which is a lot for him. Henry also said that Alex was fussy/crying for about an hour before he was put to bed. Henry couldn't figure out what was wrong....so finally Henry just gave up and put him in his crib and seconds later Alex was asleep. Then the next morning he didn't eat much at all...I guess he realized I wasn't there. This was also the first time that Alex was put to bed by Henry and only the second time anyone other than me put him to sleep. It was also the very first time that I didn't feed him in the morning.

When I got home last night, Alex had already gone to bed. So I quietly went into his room to see him and give him a kiss goodnight. Well, I guess he wasn't all the way asleep because he heard (or smelled me) come in and he looked at me, gave me this big smile with his eyes wide open and rolled over and went back to sleep. It was like he knew all was well once again with Mommy home.

On my way home from NY I stopped in one of the shops at Penn Station as I wanted to bring a gift home for Alex. I really wanted to buy him a cute shirt or something that said "I love NY" and I actually found one! Not surprisingly it was in a store that sold all sorts of NYC keepsakes. When I walked into the store I asked the lady that worked there if they sold clothing items for infant. She said they did and she took me to them. She asked me if this was for my child or for someone else's. I told her it was for my son and she looked at me and said "NOOOOOOO, you too young to have baby" I told her, Yes, I know I look young, but that I am actually 28 years old, and she again looked at me and said: "You no look 28". This confirms my theory that during my pregnancy when I was swollen and couldn't wear my wedding rings people were looking at me and thinking I was an unwed pregnant teenage mother....Needless to say I bought an overpriced t-shirt for Alex and a postcard for his memory board, but I think it was worth it :))

It does look like I will be traveling for work more often (not every week, but about once a month or so), so it will be interesting to see how Alex adjusts...as well as Henry and myself!