This was not an easy day at all. From the moment we got up, there were on and off emotional breakdowns. The drive out to the Hamptons, which usually seems very long, flew by in what felt like 15 minutes. He stayed strong when I dropped him off, I think mostly for my benefit. The night is hard, I’m lonely and I want my husband. The baby is already asking when we are picking up daddy. It feels like torture. Here are some photos from our anniversary night.
One day down, many more to go. I miss you babe