Tomorrow morning Teacher and I are hopping into the van and driving to Chicago for the Midwest Clinic. I don’t know why they call it the “Midwest” Clinic except that it’s held in the midwest. It’s actually an international conference, with clinicians and attendees from all over the world.
We’ve gone twice before and had a lot of fun both times. I’m really looking forward to going again… kind of. Actually, I’m torn. I want to go, but I don’t want to leave Little Guy. He still nurses to sleep at night and sometimes he wakes up in the middle of the night and wants to nurse. I’m worried that he’ll wake up and want me but I won’t be there for him. I know we can’t take him – a fifteen month old at a conference is a recipe for disaster! I toyed with the idea of bringing Princess to babysit him while Teacher and I were at workshops, but how long can a toddler stay in a hotel room before being bored? Plus we keep long hours at the Clinic; getting up early for workshops, running around all day, going to late concerts, not eating supper until 8:00 or later, etc. There’s no way he’d survive that schedule.
So we’re leaving him home. I know he’ll be fine – it’ll probably be harder on me than on him. He’ll be home in a familiar environment with Z-Man and Grandma. They both love Grandma so much and are used to seeing her at least once a week. Plus all the other kids will be around to help out too. I gave him extra cuddles today and held him long after he fell asleep tonight. I know that once I get to the conference tomorrow I’ll be distracted and not worry about him. The hardest part will be leaving him in the morning but once we get on the road I’m sure I’ll be OK. With all the fun Grandma has planned he might not even miss me!