On Monday, I leave for seven days in New York, for BEA, and I intend to keep the blog updated while I am gone.
It will be the first time in seven years I’ve been away on my own, for more than a couple of days. And certainly the first night I will spend away from Beckett since he was born.
While I am enthusiastic about the trip, I am filled with trepidation about being away from my boys. Frank overheard me talking about the trip today, his eyes filled with tears and his lip began to tremble. “I don’t want you to go to Yew Nork, Mommy. Don’t talk about it anymore, it makes me too sad.” And Beckett, my little bundle o’ happiness . . . how will he be? How will he feel in the middle of the night if he wakes up and mommy isn’t here to pick him up, cuddle him, stroke his hair and sing him back to sleep?
It is the most important thing I do, being a mom, the most important job I have. Nothing else compares.
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