Office space

The woman who NRF hired to fill in for me during maternity leave - who is fabulous - is also pregnant, due at the end of February. Today, NRF threw her a surprise shower and I went into the office.

As with any "appointment" lately, I was a little nervous that we wouldn't be on time. I was up at 5:45 a.m. (not my choice) and still couldn't conceptualize how Jackson and I were going to make it into the city by 12:15. He ate. He played while I made coffee and tried to keep my eyes open. He napped. He took a bath. He ate again. He napped. And then I finally decided to bite the bullet and venture downtown, saying a silent prayer that Jackson's excursion into DC did not end - or begin - with a screamfest through the halls of my very serene office.

It was about as normal of a day as I've had in ages. Jackson's Aunt RT kept him over her lunch hour while I went out with the other people in my department. ("WOW," I kept thinking. "I used to do things like this all the time!" It feels like a million years ago.)

Before and after the festivities, Jackson managed to charm his way through the halls of NRF, even flashing smiles to a handful of lucky co-workers (most importantly, the woman who signs my paycheck! Way to go, buddy...). We were there four hours and Mr. Personality put on a show for everyone right up until the very last minute when this picture was taken.

He's been asleep ever since. Guess that adventure wore him out almost as much as me!

Jackson's Grandma Margaret ventured to guess that he may have a career in public relations. After his performance today, I've got to agree. At least I hope it's public relations and not politics!