I
have been dreading today ever since I learned that I would be attending
the conference in Tucson. While I'm excited to be reunited with my
friends for a few days, I know that my attending does not come without a
sacrifice from my Mom. She will be watching Timmy for the week, and
today is the day that I pack him up and send him to Nana's.
My
Mom has been anticipating his visit by going to baby consignment shops
and stocking up on toys and a small pool. I have no doubt that my little
Hamlet will be spoiled, busy and happy. Between my Mom, my sister and
his cousins, I know that he will be entertained and probably won't miss
me at all.
Even though he won't spend time lamenting
my absence, I will miss him terribly. The thought of being away from him
for a week has been bringing me to tears. I suspect that I have been
driving my Mom crazy by putting off scheduling the Timmy hand-off. I
know that we are going to have to meet today so that she can take him to
her house, but I find the thought of saying good-bye overwhelming. Of
course, avoidance only works so long and today he will begin his week
long adventure at Nana's.
As I am watching Timmy run
around the room giggling, I am feeling an uncomfortable combination of
sadness and guilt. Logically I know that we are doing the right thing by
letting him stay with my Mom instead of accompanying us to Arizona.
Timmy would be miserable cloistered in a hotel room with minimal toys
and none of the comforts of home. Since this is a working trip for me, I
would not be available to provide the constant entertainment he would
require.
This morning I have one more medical test,
and then we will pack up Timmy and drive to meet my Mom. I know that he
is going to be spoiled and happy, so I am trying not to think about how
much I am going to miss him.
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