Californ-i-a

So it's been a while. But don't give up on me. Not just yet, anyway. ;-) I feel like May has been an awfully long month. Of course, last year May seemed even longer, as I waited for my due date to arrive and then watched it fade into the past while my son stubbornly refused to enter the world. They say babies who arrive later sleep better. What. a. joke. My son could scream well, turn over well (from a week old), observe well, and eat well (mostly), but sleeping well was beyond him. Now here I am, nearly a year later, *finally* sleeping through the night AND sleeping in--thanks to my family. I swore to myself I would not travel alone with Teddy on a plane (traveling with someone to help me half-killed me, so what would traveling alone do?), but we scheduled extensive renovations for our condo this month, and keeping Teddy in an 8-900 square foot space with the living room floor ripped up, the kitchen cabinets removed, and all the kitchen appliances taken away seemed impractical not to mention downright dangerous. It seemed I would be inconvenienced one way or the other, and I decided it was worth braving an onerous plane flight (I'm trying not to think about the return flight) if I could see my family at the end of it and then spend a few weeks resting, sleeping, and tanning in sunny California. So far, I've done a significant amount of all three. I've visited the local theater twice (once with my brother to see The Avengers and once with my Grandma to see The Lucky One--very different movies, haha), swum at two different pools, tanned multiple times (my skin is a *much* darker shade of white now! ;-), gone on several bike rides with my dad (curses upon thee, Lodi wind!), enjoyed a lovely dinner and wonderful conversation with my dear grandparents, and spent time talking with my mom and playing with my sisters. And the only thing better than all this has been watching my family members interact with my sweet little son. I love my family SO much, and being in California is more than amazing, but I miss my husband dreadfully! Seeing him walk in the door each evening is the best part of my day, and not seeing him for days on end makes my heart ache, even when I am in idyllic circumstances. I love you, my own Prince Charming!