Away from Home - 1st Time

Day 23 - today is my first day away from Michelle and Lian. I'm sitting in my 46th floor hotel room in NY - a city blitzed by Fashion Week and a UN General Assembly meeting attracting thousands of visitors and participants. It seemed strangely quiet, however, though perhaps that was just the effect of lack of sleep, a bit of jet lag, and a twisted sense of what is quiet after the last week with my baby daughter.

It feels odd and yet refreshing being alone, without wife and daughter. In fact, it feels strangely as if I'm no longer a father, and have reverted back to the months of travel I did before Lian arrived, and I would sleep in this same Sheraton hotel up in midtown, and talk to Michelle into the wee hours of the morning. The only difference now is that either a) I don't call her for fear of waking her during one of her 2.5 hour "naps" while Lian sleeps, or b) she hangs up on me because she is holding a screaming Lian in one arm and the phone in the other.

Anyway, it's 11pm SF time, and 2AM NY time. I'm off to bed with a present from a really good friend of mine - a onesie for Lian - on the pillow next to me. Good night, Mimi. Je pense a toi. Et une bise a mon amour.