Good morning, good morning. It’s almost 7am. I am sitting here with a hot cup of coffee and Ishu is STILL asleep. This is a rare moment, folks.

Like I said yesterday, he is usually up at 5am.

But this morning? Still in a deep sleep.

It’s probably because he didn’t end up going to bed until 10pm last night.

Oops.

Ankur was working an overnight shift. And, well, based on bedtime last night, you can tell which one of us – between me and Ankur – is the more disciplined parent.

Ha.

Today’s an exciting day over here. The three of us are headed back to California for a quick trip.

Auntie Bella is going to be going on a trip of her own next week. So Ishu and I decided to extend our stay a little longer than Ankur’s. So that someone can watch the little monster while I work.

And, of course, the grandparents are thrilled to take on that job.

I tried to warn them that he’s changed between July (when we moved) and now. He’s straight up RUNNING at this point. And he’s a little more stubbornly independent. Demanding he do everything himself. Even if it makes a mess all over the dang place. So, let’s just say that, I’m pretty sure they’re going to be pooped by the time our trip comes to an end. Just as I am – every night – before going to bed.

I’m really looking forward to seeing everyone after so long. And getting away from this cold (for me) weather. It’s going to be in the high 70s when we land.

CALIFORNIA, I LOVE YOU.

Like I said, Ankur will be flying back to Chicago a little before us. I laugh (and kinda cry) about how different it is now when I prepare for time away from Ankur.

Before Ishu, if I ever had to leave Ankur for a few days, I would spend a couple hours making some food and freezing it. So dinner was one less thing he had to think about.

And, now?

Well, I had planned to do the same thing.

I had found some recipes. I even made a list of ingredients to pick up from the store.

And, while standing in the produce section at Whole Foods, I looked around – with Ishu getting impatient in his stroller – and said SCREW IT.

I immediately walked over to the frozen section and picked out a few items.

I don’t have the time or energy at this point.

Thinking about what to eat for dinner is already hard. Thinking about what Ankur is going to eat for dinner ONE WEEK FROM NOW feels like an impossible task. Especially when my 18-month old boss is yelling at me.

Fortunately, Ankur doesn’t care. And he kindly reminded me that he’s perfectly capable of figuring out what to do for dinner while we’re gone.

(Yeah, like Taco Bell).

IT’S FINE.

He’ll be fine.

Taco Bell is a great option. Cereal for dinner is also a great option.

I don’t know why I let stuff like this make me feel bad. Nobody’s making me feel bad. Except myself.

HELLO MAMA, YOU CAN’T DO IT ALL. OKAY.

Okay.

Now I am going to sign off. And triple check that everything is packed.

I’ll be back tomorrow morning. BLOGGING FROM THE SUNSHINE!

Questions of the Day:

Is dinner one of the hardest parts of adulting?

What’s your fall back meal when you don’t want to think about what to cook?