Big Night Away

I realize that it is now Tuesday, and the shine of my big news has worn off a bit, but I'm still gonna write about it. This past Saturday night was my very first night away from my daughter. This was a momentous occasion for me - I think because the anticipation of it was what was the biggest hurdle to clear. Well let me tell you - I cleared it with flying colors... when can i raise the bar and do it again? HAHA!

No, truly, let me find the right words to say it - it really took more effort to psych myself up for this night than it did to follow through. I went to Stacy Perrus' house to scrapbook and was just exhausted so I had emailed her earlier in the day to see if it would be OK to just stay. When she said yes, I figured there was no turning back. I HAD to cut the cord sometime and better now than when she turns 12 and I'm still working on that first night away. I called Kirch at 9pm to see how bedtime went, then I called at 11:30 to "check" on her. She had gotten up once (which is about par for the course) and went back down with no problems. I figured, hell, that's the worst of it - the rest will be OK. And, it was! I went to bed at 12:30am and never looked back! I had to be up by 6:30am anyway to get myself home before Kirch had to leave for work, so it really made the night go by fast. And when I got home and walked through the door, she couldn't have cared less that I had "abandoned" her for the evening... clearly, Daddy was enough of a comfort for her (not that he isn't any other time!).

So I've done it. What's next? The "Where to babies come from" talk? Her first test drive? Baby steps, Roxanne... baby steps...

Don't worry about me, Mommy - I'll be fine!