Time Away

For the past two nights my son has been away from me.  Now, he's 8 months old and, prior to this weekend, had only spent one night away from me.  My husband had an alumni weekend in his hometown and I had to work, so it just worked out that my husband took him with to see the "old gang." 

I was able to get some much-needed sleep (our son typically gets up 3-4 times/night) and my husband was able to spend LOTS of quality time with our son.  This time away from my son has reminded me of two very important things: 1. Never take sleep for granted and 2. My husband is in-love with our son.  As I spoke with my husband on the phone numerous times this weekend, he was never without our son.  I could hear our son "talking" and laughing in the background and my husband was doting over him.  He took our son with him to the basketball games, out to eat, and played with him nonstop. 

More than most people, I am very aware of the "absentee father" epidemic.  There are not many things that I am sure of in life, but I can tell you this, my husband would never, ever take our son for granted, no matter what life brings us.  I am so comforted by this and know that my son will never have to know the pain that I, and so may other children, know.