A week away

Just thought I'd put up a post while Dane is MIA. He's spending the week with the Andersons in Madison, letting us finish up all the last stuff with our old apartment. We have a ton of painting to do, which would be near impossible with him here. I know in my head it's good for all of us to spend time apart, but as Dane gets older, it only seems harder to be away from him. He's right on the verge of walking, and I'm so nervous I'm going to miss those first steps. Reading with him first thing in the morning is one of the sweetest parts of my day; he's always cuddly and goofy. It's one of the only times he'll sit still. We know he's in good hands, but even hearing things like he has a mild fever makes me want to be with him to comfort any pain or fear he has. Being a parent is such an interesting thing. It sounds cliche, but your heart keeps growing to fit the person your child becomes. While I was afraid I wouldn't know how to love Dane before we had him, with our next little babe, I no longer have that fear. I know that she'll become so much a part of my heart it would be impossible not to love her. We really are blessed, and while it's great to have a break from all the chasing this week, I can hardly wait to see that three-toothed grin again.