Forgetting...for a moment

So, I'm sitting in a hotel room waiting to hear whether or not Daniel and Kevin survived the trip to the ER. (Kevin stepped on a nail during our kitchen demolition phase...he's fine but it could be a long wait for a tetanus shot.....otherwise the demolition goes smoothly, Daniel said that they were right on track and had just gotten to the major plumbing work...the electrical was done and the walls were insulated).

In any case, without running water or continuous heat I escaped for a night. I really wanted to restart my writing. Now that my nausea has dissipated I feel that I need to get back to a writing schedule.

Of course, I am worried about Daniel and Kevin but they assured me that they were okay. So, I finished my simple dinner of cheese, crackers, and hummus. I had used the hotel pool, availed myself of the complimentary citrus shampoo and dried my hair. I opened up the laptop.

I checked email, facebook, a few blogs, and stared.

And then, I started writing. And I kept writing.

I actually finished a section and then looked up. Not that much time had passed. But what I had noticed was that I had forgotten I was pregnant. Just for that amount of time. I was in my paper, in my mind, in my work!

Now, it's not that I want to forget about my child or that I don't notice that I'm starting to sit funny in chairs but and this is the important part: I truly believe that although you cannot sever the bond that exists between parent and child both parent and child must become separate persons. They must learn to develop together but grow as individuals at the same time. This obviously is complicated because it really means that there is no separation between individuals and often the parent/child is one of we and not two I's.

In any case, I want to celebrate this little space between me and my little one....just a little space...but an important one nonetheless!