Things I miss.

I don't often miss anything if I'm being honest. Free time to myself usually tops the list though. But lately I miss a lot of things. I miss being able to button my jeans. I miss being able to just skip a meal without turning into the most evil person I know. I miss being able to chase PM when he runs off. I miss being able to really dig in the dirt, I can but it's crazy uncomfortable. I miss ham and swiss sandwiches from P.anera. I miss margaritas (though I only drink maybe one a year). I miss being able to paint my own toes. Sort of. This last week, I find I miss my husband when I don't get to talk to him or hear him at least come home (really) late at night. And he's soooo freaking far away right now. But I hope he's having fun doing his thing. But for all the things I miss, I'm really glad to have the punches and kicks from the baby. They really do make up for it.