the newbie: Leaving the Baby
This week I’m on a two-day work trip across the country from June. It’s the first time I’ve left her for this long, and I thought I’d be okay with it. I packed, told her I’d miss her, and picked her up to hug her goodbye. And then…
Streaming down my face like a fountain. I had no idea I’d have such an emotional reaction to just two nights away.
Don’t get me wrong: Staying in a hotel with no baby duties and waking up to an alarm clock rather than a crying infant feels quite nice. But at the same time, wah, I am really, really missing my baby girl.
My husband is home with her, and my mother is even visiting to help out. She’s in perfectly good hands and, honestly, from what I hear, she hasn’t even totally noticed my absence. So I know all is well and she’s happy and safe.
But still, I’m counting the hours until I’m home again (27 as I write this, for the record). Did you feel this way the first time you left your baby overnight? Does it get easier? I’d love to hear!