Good-Bye My Love

This weekend will be the first time I will not have slept under the same roof as B. I knew this day would come eventually, but it just seems so soon. Don't get me wrong, I am also looking forward to spending some much needed alone time with my husband, but I am really torn inside. I'm not worried about leaving B at grandma's, I'm just afraid because she does things differently, that it might effect him. What if he thinks we abandoned him? What if he can't go to sleep at night and only I know the trick to get him to sleep? What if there is an emergency and nobody knows CPR but me? What if he starts crawling on his hands and knees and I'm not there to see it? What if...I could go on forever.
If I can't do this, then I can't go to Mexico at the end of the year and I really NEED that.

I also know that this is the first of many summer sleep overs at Grandmas. He'll do fine, I mostly worried about myself.