Six-Oh-Five

Big D has yet again moved on to another airplane. Congratulations to our Dylan! We are all excited about this opportunity for him. If you know Dylan, you know that he is the type of person that deserves every good thing that happens to him.

What is more is that we do not have to make our SEVENTH health insurance change in two years because the plane is under the same management company as his previous job. I'm all for stability in life, and also for not having to meet a new deductible every few months when I'm up to shenanigans like birthing a baby and having my skin biopsied, so this is a big win in my opinion. I could go on and on complaining about health care in this country, but instead I'll let you know that I'm incredibly thankful that we are all in good health. (You know, in the spirit of giving thanks this month). Nothing more important than health and happiness!

The one bit of bad news is that training for this job takes Dylan away from his baby boy (and me) for an extended period. I've toyed with the idea of flying out with the baby to visit him, but I've only recently become comfortable with just taking the baby to the grocery store. Every one tells me this is the time to fly with a baby...that it would be easy. But I'm a scared new parent. I'm pretty good at enough things, so I'll allow myself the lack of confidence in flying with the baby to be a downfall of mine. We will see how things go around here...

We had a picnic at Chaparral Park on the way to the airport so Dylan could grab some baby boy snuggles before his flight.

What? You're leaving me with just mom? Don't you know I'm a handful?

Anyhow, we are already missing him terribly. In the meantime, I'm taking full advantage of the daycare at the gym to grab an hour of peace, or even a haircut or a massage on the premises, most every day. My family is around and I have tons of good friends, so Gavin and I will keep busy and in good company. I'll have my multi-tasking and single parenting skills perfected before Dylan gets home...just in time for me to go back to work. My goal for these few weeks is to have a VERY STRICT schedule for the small man so as to maximize night time sleep (which is decent but not great at this point) upon my return to work. (My feelings of ambivalence on going back to work are for another time. I'm excited but so scared to operate on minimal sleep. There's nothing much scarier to me than not getting a full night of sleep consistently!)