Today has been tough. Really tough. It took ages to even get myself to get out of bed.
Taj didn’t even wake up sad or fussy. Dallas has a hunting trip. Five days long. Granted I’ve known for a while, I thought my subtle “I don’t want you to go” would be enough false. False. Five days alone. Just me and taj. Love my baby boy but days alone last a long long time.
So I got dressed all classy to go out to lunch and then hang out in Provo for a little. It didn’t really solve the situation or how I was feeling, but it was a great distraction.
Ps he is “crawling” fast. It’s more like inching along, but he can get where he wants and a lot faster than last week! Scary!