Tomorrow we leave for Nonnie's house

Whew, I'm still waiting to exhale.... I arrived at my baby's school yesterday and found him sitting up on his playmat smiling at me when he first saw me. When I first walk into the room after being gone for 8 plus hours he sees me, first not recnognizing me (which of course pangs me)....and then I walk closer to him and tell him, "It's mommy..." He then start to smile and then wants me to pick him up and hold him close. Pretty intense for a 6 month old. I usually pick him up and we hold eachother very tightly. You have to wonder who needs the hug more...me from the guilt of leaving him..or him because he hasn't felt totally secure since I dropped him off. Whatever the reason, it is our ritual. His daycare woman always stares at us and she too smiles and distracts him after awhile and he will smile at her and she gets him to laugh in delight too. He is quick to respond to her as he has shared a part of their day together. I almost feel as though I have intruded on their time. It must make her feel a bit awkward that I have arrived and will now take him from her. Sometimes she finds excuses to keep him for a bit longer. There is always the excuse that diaper needs changing or there is a story that I just have to hear! She is adorable as I have said before. She even knows my son's birthdate and how old he was when he first began school. She claims that he was 15 weeks...and although I know it's not exactly correct, I let her believe he was that old. You see he was only 11 weeks because I went back to work one week for his 12 week mark. But, I don't dare correct her, because I can't remember if she was there the first day or not. So, I just let it be. There are some things that just don't need correcting. Even though my character is to be accurate and precise. I let this one just go. Well, I have lots to pack tonight for his 2nd plane ride. I already have his outfit picked out and picked up some more clothes for him as he is meeting his dad's side of the family. And I want to make the best impression for the baby and my hubby. It won't take much as my little 6 month old smiles more than any baby I have ever seen. I guess I would too if everyone did things for me and did it with delight. I'm glad that he finds all of our gestures satisfying and amuzing. He's so precious to me! My son...my first child. It has been an ardeous journey finding him...and I thank God every day that he is in my life and thriving.

Well, I must make a list of things to pack. I will try to write on our trip so that I don't forget anything.

Adieu....L.