Missing my baby

Jack has been in Texas with his dad since last week.  I miss him a TON.  They get back to town on Thursday, and Friday we’ll be spending the day with David at his company’s picnic.  I’m so glad we get to hang out with each other that day so I can hug him a million times and smoosh his face.  Some time over the weekend we are going to see Toy Story 3 – we’ve been talking about it for months and I am SO EXCITED to take Jack to the movies.

I’ve been keeping myself busy so as not to focus on the fact that my kiddo is halfway across the country and it’s been a week and a half since I’ve seen him…we scrubbed the house from top to bottom this past weekend.  When Jack is around it’s hard to get motivated because within an hour there will be another toy-strewn path of destruction in the living room.  I’m sure it will all go to hell again once the little monster gets home.

I’m getting the arrangements set for Jack’s birthday party.  Can you believe he is turning FOUR?  I’m seriously missing my baby!  (It’s possible that sometime in my life I might want to repeat the whole baby experience – although I haven’t gotten over the part where I smack myself every time that thought enters my head.  My face is getting sore, though…)

FOUR YEARS OLD.  Oh my goodness.

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3 thoughts on “Missing my baby”

  1. I don't know if I could handle being away from Abbi like that! How do you cope? I would probably taking up drinking…more. LOL

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