8 DAYS until I start my life back at work. And all I want to do is hold you. Not share you with anyone or anything. Curl up in your bed and cuddle. Hide us in this tiny apartment and listen to every word you say like you are talking for the first time. Play dolls with you and take back all the times previously in the last 3.5 years I was too busy or wanted ‘a break’. Hold your little hand and walk you to the park. Go on a treasure hunt after school. See your little face after tub time and tuck you into bed. Call me ‘emo’ but it’s hitting me a little hard today that Mama will be leaving you in the care of someone else while I go and bring home some money. You have said over the last few weeks a number of sweet lines showing you too are working out the kinks to this upcoming transition.
L: Mommy…will M (the sitter) know how to cook my food? But what if she makes it too hot?
L: Mommy…will M know how to read the ingredients? (for allergies – this one killed me to the core)
L: Mommy…maybe YOU can work at the office and DADDY can stay home. How bout that?
L: Mommy…can I visit you for lunch at your office?
L: Mommy…maybe M (the sitter) can just come for ONE part of the day…like breakfast…
L: Mommy… I will miss you when you go to the office
That last line has been said a lot in the last few days. I always try to listen and allow you the feeling but then I follow it up with something positive. Today I said, ” I know. I’ll miss you so much too. But…”
You cut me off and said, “I know Mommy. You go make us some money for a new house!”
I love you my sweet little girl.
xo
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