All by myself.

Kyle was gone this weekend with some guys from our small group. It was a great time for them to get away and relax a little. Of course, my idea of relaxing is going to a nice hotel and spa . . . and their's is going to a one-room cabin in the dead of winter with no electricity or running water. Hey - who am I to judge?

I really struggled with him going. Isn't that weird? I used to love weekends that he went away when we were first married. Not because I didn't love him or love spending time with him, but just because I needed some time alone. Afterall, I had just recently gone from living all by myself in an apartment to living with someone else all of the time. Now, I don't know if it's the hormones or the fact that we've been married for four years but I think I would have done anything to keep him here. I was especially nervous when he was driving up by himself in the snow late on Friday night. On second thought, maybe I just didn't want to work on the things I knew I needed to work on with him gone.

All of that to say, it was a hard weekend. Murphy was obnoxious and I struggled to get anything done because I was so restless. The baby was pretty active . . . especially in church! I think he really likes the music because he goes nuts during the songs.

Our winter retreats start this upcoming weekend. I'm excited that we have snow and that the lake is frozen over. I'm also excited that they're full. I'm nervous that Kyle has basketball games on Friday nights and I'll be on my own those nights, but I think the next couple of weeks are going to fly by.