I was explaining to my friend, Mary-Maye, how the first week away from Charlie felt almost liberating. Don't get me wrong, I missed Charlotte enormously, but the thought of getting 8+ hours of sleep per night, eating a meal without sharing, leaving the house without a pushchair and diaper bag, not planning my day around naptime, etc., was pretty great! Yes, I felt a lot of guilt for being away, but I also firmly believe that following my passions and living a fulfilled life is one of the best things I can do for my daughter.
By the end of the second week, however, my tune had changed. The tour with the choir was quite successful and loads of fun, but I could hardly think about my Charlie without breaking into tears. It was rough. We skyped a lot and that helped. I even got to watch Charlie take her first steps via Skype in that last week. Luckily, I was busy enough that that last week-and-a-half really flew by. Before I knew it, I was waiting for Jason and Charlie at Seatac. We had the car ride up to Mount Vernon to reconnect and then Charlie and I spent more cuddle/playtime once we got to my sister's house. It was pretty great. This picture was taken (with the iPad) that evening:
Overall, spending weeks at a time away from my babe isn't ideal, but we're making it work. I am grateful to have such amazing musical opportunities. It is a good thing, too, because I have many more on the calendar!