This morning was tough. I did not want to move. I did not want to get up. I did not want to shower, nor wake up a sleeping baby. I made it on time which amazes me how much time I waste in the mornings as I woke 30 minutes later than normal. I managed to get up the sleeping baby and she was not happy. She even sat still while I put her hair into a pony tail.
When we were in the car she was singing to either the music or the fact that she could see in front of us. She just watches everything. It's as if all of a sudden she woke up and now she notices everything. I find it fascinating to watch her watch everything around us. It's unbelievable as to how this small child was once that small baby because they seem so different, worlds apart.
When we went into the sitters house she was fine. The moment I set her down she started crying pulling for me. I picked her up and she stopped. I wanted to sit with her all day and hold her as she looked so sad that I had to leave. She reached for me as I handed her off. I felt horrible leaving her while she was crying and reaching for me, but I really had no idea what to do. I suppose being with someone for 2 weeks without a break does that to someone. Then again I consider my feelings and know that she needs me as much as I need her, for I didn't want to leave her either and yes there are times when I wish I could scream and throw myself on the floor.
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