Missing X

I am currently sitting in a dark, chilly hotel room in Cambridge...stressing over a client situation...and missing my X terribly.

I'm up here to help recruit the next generation of Harvard lawyers.  Normally, I *love* recruiting.  And I probably will have a good time once I get into the swing of the interviews tomorrow.  But at the moment, I'm just a little under the weather (literally and figuratively), and I could use a snuggly baby hug.

I know it's only two nights away, and I get back to DC first thing Tuesday morning (and will likely go straight to day care to kiss those cheeks).  But I swear, it's been getting harder and harder to say goodbye to this kiddo.  His hold on me is strengthening considerably!

I confess that I used to raise an eyebrow at moms who couldn't bear to be away from their kids.  And I'm certainly not headed toward that extreme just yet, but boy do I ever feel a twinge right now.

Thankfully, I'm about to jump onto a conference call, and then there will be a recruiting team dinner, and then I'll need to do a bit more work and a resume refresher before bed.

Then, it's a full day of interviews, followed by another team dinner.  And then the first flight outta Dodge.

Also, videos help.