Day 5 has been mostly uneventful, other than CS missed his flight, waited around all day on standby, has had the standby flight delayed, and is still is not sure if he’ll make it in tonight–at the moment it is not looking good. Ugh.

The trepidation I felt going into this first stint of being home alone with Sun for several days was, I have learned, unfounded. She and I did quite well just the two of us. We found things to do and people to visit during the days and muddled through the nights just fine. In fact, we did better than just “muddled through.” I think after six weeks I have finally adjusted to the fractured sleep I am getting and am starting to feel rested.

And Sun went easy on me–she currently has a very short list of reasons she cries:

1. She’s hungry;
2. She has a stomach ache; or
3. She’s cold.

And 97% of the time, it is hunger. She did not add any new items to this list while Daddy was away. She kept the rules the same. And by so doing, she allowed me to look like I actually knew what I was doing. And the fake-it-’til-you-make-it regime worked. I feel more confident now, less anxious about being left alone with her. She is no worse the wear for having spent these last five days alone with just her Momma. Who knew I could pull it off?