Banana Burps and Other Things I'll Miss

I am all over the place today (and this week...and well, a lot lately, actually).

My dreaded trip is coming up faster than I care to think about and I am so emotional about it.

I am so excited to see my sissy and her beauty queens - it has been too long since we've been together and I've really missed all of them.  And of course Gramma and Grampa - and Luke will get to meet Great Grandma Lois this weekend, too.  I am really happy about that.  It will be a fast day and a half with all of us together (except Daddy, boo), but I'm looking forward to it.

I'm not looking forward to leaving my boy for 4 days.  I do get to see him on Tuesday when Mike flies in from Denver to get him from Amber and then brings him to my hotel in Des Moines.  But I have a stupid work event that night and won't even be able to enjoy seeing either of them.

As I was rocking Luke last night, I put him up on my shoulder for a burp. He sighed and had a big belch that smelled like his dinner - bananas.  I can see Mike gagging right now as he reads this, but it's the little things like that I will miss so much when I'm away.

I'll miss burying my nose in his hair while he slurps on his bottle before bed.

I'll miss watching him flip his head back and forth and pushing his arms underneath his body as he gets comfortable in his crib.

I'll miss seeing his little butt up in the air on the video-monitor as he sleeps.

I'll miss that great big smile he has when he gets up in the morning and sees us for the first time.

I'll miss feeding him his banana supper and loving how he gets so excited for every bite.

I'll miss his bath time when he's so relaxed and smiley.

I'll miss how he smells after he's got a fresh diaper, lotion and jammies on before bed.

I'll miss everything about him.  It's going to be a long week.  I'll be home on Friday night and will have to do it all over again the next week.

The good thing:  Luke is so lucky to have have an auntie and gramma and grampa who are excited to see him and love on him for a few days.  And he is even luckier to have a daddy who is excited to have some one-on-one time with his favorite boy and doesn't even bat an eye at having daddy-duty all on his own.

I know Luke will be fine.  I'm pretty sure I'll be fine.  Now if I could just get this big lump out of my throat.