booked

I booked a flight.  I’m spending the first night away from my baby.

My baby who is almost walking – definitely cruising.  My baby who shared some of my Chipotle this evening.  My baby who is almost – and will be by then – eight months old.  This is good.  I am excited.  I’m going to wear beautiful shoes and carry a bag that does not in any way contain diapers and/or wipes.

This is going to be good.