Emotional Mess

Toys  are a big deal in my world and not just because I have an 11 month old kid.  They are for playing, yes, but they also help pay the bills around here.  And this time of year is uber important because it is Toy Fair time.  My job is to sell the advertising and sponsorships at this show.  More than half of my promotional budget is made during this show.  I spend an entire year prepping and selling for it. In terms of toys and trade shows, it doesn’t get much bigger than this.  But all I can think of is how I won’t see this face for 9 days.

I’m a bit of an emotional mess today.  I’m writing this from the train as I head up to NYC for the big show. When James woke up at 5 am I decided to cuddle with him for a few hours rather than put him back to bed.  I cried when I dropped him off at daycare. I started tearing up when I saw a Mom and her kid board the train.  This isn’t the first time I’ve been away from the little man, but it is the longest and it is hitting me hard. 

I know my boys and my Lucy girl will be totally fine without me.  Things are a well oiled machine when I’m gone.  It still doesn’t seem to make me miss them any less. 

Nine more days.