Husband took Z to his parents’ house yesterday. This was my very first night sleeping in bed–by myself–in eighteen months. I know, weird. I love Husband, and I love Z, but I also love solitude, and that’s been so, so rare since Z was born. She’s fabulous, she’s so funny and outgoing. She’s also awake. A lot. Never stops moving. Blocks and books are the only things that can get her to sit still–that, and high-chair prison (her sentence while I shower in the mornings).
So while I miss her (and Husband too), I have absolutely loved my weekend of alone-time. I read, and wrote, and read some more. I watched “Saturday Night Fever,” which was a mistake except for the short part where Travolta actually dances well (in addition to my “don’t kill the dog/cat” rule of storytelling, I also believe rape scenes should be skipped over).
It’s sad and happy at the same time to imagine the thundering of little feet on the floors when she comes home.
Beth Hull 
Oh how I can relate! Both of my boys are “non-sleepers” as well. Oddly I miss them so much if I am away for longer than 6 hours (which is rare, but it happens). That’s weird to me, as I would think I would LOVE time away from them since I am with them for hours on end.
But I’m taking my first get-away since L’s birth in 2 weeks – 2 nights, 3 days away. It will be hard, but it’s also very necessary. Solitude is so important for the mind, the soul, the eyes so they’ll stay open & not look bloodshot! How lovely that your Z can be spending that time with family she loves, even if she is away from you for awhile.