I am panicking a little about my travel arrangements. Not only am I leaving my sweet girls and T.J. behind, but also will travel when the weather is less than cooperative. I depart from Baton Rouge tomorrow morning, it's currently raining, and the low tonight is 20 degrees. At least I will know ahead of time if my flight is delayed/canceled.
Bronwen has of late been crying for me in the middle of the night. No explanation, just crying until I get her back into bed. Last night she started up around 11. I went in, put her in bed, and the following transpired:
Me: What is wrong?
B: I don't know.
Me: Why are you crying?
B: Because I wanted you to come.
B: Because I like you.
Me: Well you will like me more if I get some sleep.
And she didn't get up for the rest of the night! I hope she is okay when I am gone. She and I have such a routine down; intellectually I know she will survive, but I also remember the horrible feeling of really missing my mom.