Tiny break.

Adelyn's "Janu" has been in New York over the weekend, which meant four Addy-less days.

Adelyn got two new onesies out of the deal, though, and I got the rest of the afternoon to focus on work while Janu got her baby fix.

It's been two hours since I got home, Addy-less, and in that two hours I've been able to write one of the three press release I've been assigned. I swear I used to be able to bang out stuff like that in thirty minutes, tops, with creative-juices to spare.

Even when you get a good night like I did last night with Addy (six full hours!), the new-mom brain still feels sort of mushy, fogged. I have to push myself through tasks that would've been a cake walk before.

Every day now I get to a point where I'd just love a little break, a few moments to focus on working or even just painting my toenails. It's not that I don't find time to do those things; I've actually gotten pretty good at cramming in everything I need to do while she sleeps. But in the back of my mind I'm always focused on her, when she'll wake up, how long it's been since she's eaten.

Now that I've had two hours alone I miss her. I want to hear the little snores coming from her swing, even if they're distracting.