It was getting late and I was into my 15th hour at work today. Out the door before you woke up and home after you fell asleep.
My boss' prophecy is coming true ... day 1.
I know it's only a week, but geeze does it suck.
It can't be easy to be a "single mom" this week and I wish I was there to help. And of course to see you two and play and parent.
I'll assume those duties at 5:00 p.m. on Monday.
A few minutes later I got this:
I missed our bonding time for the second day in a row and you're fading fast.
Pretty soon it was ...
... lights out.
Rest assured that when I got home I scooped you up from mom and sat with you for a little while before heading to bed.
Somehow, you knew I had you because as I put you in your crib you awoke for a moment and outstretched your arms and said "daddy."
That made me feel good.
So, I brought you to our room to lay down again until you were good and out.
You were never fully awake, but I enjoyed the few minutes we had together tonight.
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