Tonight, OSFO’s is at the much looked forward to slumber party of her best friend.  Oy, the preparations. The planning. The countdown until the day.

Which pajamas?  Which stuffed animal? Which sleeping bag, pillow, tooth brush, outfit for tomorrow/

She made sure to get a good night’s rest on Sunday because, I guess, she’s wasn’t planning on sleeping much tonight. They never do. At the other sleepover party she went to, the girls were up until 4 a.m.

Tired, cranky the next day. But it was worth every tired, cranky minute.

I hope she’s doing okay (motherworry). She’s probably having a great time (I hope I hope). Is she homesick? (She is prone toward homesickness, doesn’t much like to be away from home.P I hope she’s okay (more motherworry). Hate for her to be sad. Lonely. Frightened.

If I close my eyes, I can communicate good, loving, protective feelings her way (motherpower) Don’t be homesick. Have fun little OSFO. I know you are…

I’m sure she’s okay (motherhoping). Hope we don’t get a call in the middle of the night to come get her. Homesick, needs to come home.

Can’t imagine we will but what if…Come on. She’s a fun lovin’ girl. Probably hasn’t thought of us once. Not even once?

It’s so quiet here. We’re not used to her being away (mothersad). Missing her. Wishing, hoping she’s enjoying herself (motherwishing).

We’ll get through this. We will..