Break

I'm on a working holiday this week....staying in Toronto to work, but no laundry calling my name from the basement, no toddler calling my name from upstairs, no husband calling my name from the...bedroom. ("Baby, are you coming to bed, or are you STILL on the computer??")

Griffin is spending some quality time with his Dad. This weekend, he gets to spend some quality time with his grandparents, and I get to spend some quality, adults only time with my husband! Wahoo!

An entire week without my baby is a LONG time, the longest we've been apart...I'm going to miss the hell out of him, but I feel like this is going to be a good thing for all of us. I feel like I come home from work and give ALL my spare energy to the wee one. I have nothing left for me, and nothing left for Steve either. Missing a little bit in the balance department maybe. (Ya think??)

We ALL needed this holiday. Griffin especially needs a few days to learn that he can in fact, despite all evidence pointing elsewhere, survive an ENTIRE EVENING without his mother. I need a few days just to breathe......

So, I'm breathing. I'm blogging. I'm doing crazy things like SITTING DOWN in Starbucks to drink my coffee, instead of hitting the drive through. I haven't driven my car in over 24 hours, and won't...until Friday. I am watching the trashiest of the trash TV that you ever could imagine. (Seriously, have you SEEN this show? It's like a train wreck that you JUST. CAN'T. STOP. WATCHING. Plus it's interspersed with trailers for my boyfriend's newest movie [yes, that's him, right there on the splash page.])

I feel good.

I'm looking forward to the weekend, and to seeing my boys again...right after a few more lattes!