My arm has been cut off.

So BabyK isn't here this weekend. I am so used to putting him to bed, getting him up, making us dinner, the whole routine. I just don't know what to do with myself when he's not here! When he is here I make this long list of things that I want to do, but then when I can do these things my mind goes blank. Weird. It's like my arm has been cut off without him here. Oh, how I miss my baby so! (Although I think I shall enjoy sleeping in tomorrow morning...)