This morning, I headed out to brunch with Nicole while the Husband manned the fort and Henry. This was my first time leaving him, but I wasnâ€™t worried at all â€“ Kristien is very baby capable. I probably trust him more than I trust myself!
Nicole and I met up at Zada Janeâ€™s, this hippiesh corner cafÃ© in the Plaza Midwood section of Charlotte. We ended up eating outside â€“ I thought we were going to fry in the sunshine but we had a nice umbrella to sit under.
It was great to see my best buddy again! Sheâ€™s visited us at the house but it was fun to go out and do something together. Since I last saw her a week ago, she chopped off six inches of her hair! Doesnâ€™t she look pretty? So adventurous (I never make impulse hair decisions â€“ my hair has pretty much looked the same for a decade).
I opted for a bunch of sides.
Gluten-free pancake of deliciousness
â€˜Happyâ€™ egg <— I think that means organic and free range
After our meal, I stopped off at a store to make a return, which ended up taking forever, and thatâ€™s when biology began to kick in. I was fine without Henry at brunch, but when I hit the three-hour mark away from him, my body began to freak out. Itâ€™s strange how much of Mommyhood is hormonal â€“ as well as emotional, of course. I could literally feel myself begin to ache for him as miss-my-baby hormones flooded my bloodstream. I wasnâ€™t consciously worried about him in the slightest; my body just wanted to see him. I do the same thing at night â€“ waking up every two hours just to stare at his little face and know that heâ€™s okay. Itâ€™s interesting to step back and realize a lot of this is a physical mechanism to ensure I protect the baby. The human body is crazy.
In summary, it was nice to get outâ€¦ but it was even nicer to come home.