This is day nine of my single-mommydom. Technically, day seven shouldn't count, but our mother's helper had to cancel so I watched baby while Monstro prepared for his gaming convention. Tomorrow I am leaving baby with church friends for a couple of hours so I can come home, grade photos, come up with five hours of lecture, wash the dishes and the laundry, and finish clearing out our room so the workmen can assemble our new bed Monday morning.

I will not be talking on the phone until Tuesday afternoon, after the mother's helper arrives. No hard feelings or anything, I just haven't got a head right now. It's better this way for both of us; I assure you.