California Dreamin'

July 13th - To anyone else it is just another day. To me - it was pure torture. Not only was it the day I entered this world but it also marked a milestone in our new family. My birthday started at 4AM as I left for the airport headed to Palm Springs, CA for a company meeting. This was my first time being separated from Holland and Greg's first time being left alone with her for more that a couple of hours. Five LONG days. Thank goodness she is the best baby you can imagine. Thank you even more for having grandmothers in close proximity. It took about 5 hours for my mother to rescue Greg. You think Palm Springs - resort town of the rich and famous. Trust me they do not travel there in July when the temperature is 111 degrees and 97 after the sun goes down. I am still trying to decide if the company was punishing us for having a slow year. Prior to my departure, Holland was working on her crawling position and had even progressed to getting up on all fours and rocking back and forth. When I arrived at the hotel and called in to check on the situation, the first thing my mom said was Have you seen Holland crawl? There is that Karma thing again. The only positive about the trip was seeing beautiful sunrises between 4 and 5 AM coming over the desert mountains. My body stayed on East Coast time in rebellion...........When I got home, Holland did not say Mama again for about 3 weeks. It still breaks my heart.