We survived the first week of separation. Yay! Now only eight more to go before summer break. Just seeing the calendar change from March to April should help my spirits. Monday, I wrote about how hard it was to be away from my sweet boy. By Wednesday, I thought it would be easier. It wasn't. I still had a lump in my throat when I put Will in his carseat in the morning. My eyes still welled up with tears when a coworker would ask how I was doing. I still counted down the minutes until the end of the day so that I could dash to my car and try to beat the after-school traffic. I can't say that Thursday or Friday were different in that respect, but at least I knew we had the weekend around the corner.
It's been a great weekend so far. Friday afternoon, I spent quality time with Will. Then around 6:00, I turned him over to his daddy for his bath and bedtime routine. A coworker and dear friend invited me to a girl's night murder mystery dinner, called "Death by Chocolate." I had to go in character, which was fun since I was a Latin dance instructor. It was a hoot, and we all had a blast. When I came home, Brian told me that he was surprised I didn't hear Will crying the second I closed the door. Apparently, Will thinks it's ok if his daddy bathes him, but only if mommy is nearby. Our little guy is a creature of habit. Change his routine, and you'll hear about it! Although I want Will to be equally comfortable with both of his parents, I cannot help but feel a little special that he wanted his mommy ... especially after this week of separation. Today, we've been lazy. I haven't done the housework I'd like to have behind me, but it's worth it to be immersed in Will-time. I've worked on his baby book a bit during his nap, adding pictures and a few more details. I plan on making a separate book out of his blog after his first birthday. Hopefully, he'll enjoy reading it one day!
Will's sitter reports that things are going well. He seems content when we drop him off and pick him up, so that makes it a little easier on me. Some days I call during my lunch to check on him, and he's usually taking his mid-day nap. I am so thankful that he's receiving one-on-one attention right now. Sure, he may be getting a bit spoiled, but I can try to undo that later.
As far as milestones, Will is growing stronger and more coordinated every day it seems. He is getting much better at tummy time, both in his ability to lift his head higher/longer and his willingness to simply tolerate it longer. He rolled over again this week for the sitter (from tummy to back, the easier way). She thought that it might have been his first time, and I could tell she felt bad for me, thinking that I had missed a "first." She looked relieved when I told her that he had done it before and I wasn't missing something totally new. Will is also talking up a storm! If we get close and make sounds, he tries to replicate them (and does a pretty good job too). We love having these little "conversations" with Will. He also enjoys talking to the little fish on the Aquarium bouncer that Mandy gave us. For whatever reason, those little bubbling fish really get him chattering away.
We go to the pediatrician in a week and a half, and I'm eager to see how much Will has grown. I can't believe he'll be four months old on the 4th! Time is flying. It seems like yesterday he was a little "curly" newborn. Other exciting things: our friends are babysitting next Saturday night so Brian and I can have a belated anniversary celebration dinner and see the musical Wicked. Brian bought tickets ages ago, long before we had Will. It'll be nice having a night out, and since Will goes to bed so early, we don't feel like we're missing out on a lot of quality time with him.
I'll end this with a picture. This was taken on Monday, just after getting home from our first official day of separation. As you can see, he's smiling at me as to say, "Mom, I'm fine ... relax!" I love love LOVE that little boy!