I am in my hometown for the weekend and I forgot my camera. What's more, I did not turn around and get it even though I remembered while I was still within two minutes from home. Forgetting the camera would have been a horrible occurrence in my baby-less life.
But now I am a mother. And going back to get the camera and risk waking up the happily sleeping baby is an even more horrible occurrence. I find this new side of me very hard to believe but here I am, now 70 miles from my camera and relatively happy. Even though she meets her other great grandparents for the first time tomorrow and I am camera-less. True, there will be plenty of cameras... but none of them mine.