home late

I’m sure any working mom out there can understand this:

I hate getting home so late and missing Jo Jo’s whole day. By the time I walk in the door she is almost asleep, if not already asleep. I cover her little sleeping baby face with kisses and reluctantly put her in her bassinet. Did she do anything new today? Smile more? Was she fussy? Did she miss me? I won’t ever get this day back.

Author: Mother of All Things

Mother by fostering, adoption, and marriage... wife to my best friend... Bay area critical care nurse... travel in my blood, reading in my bones, clean food on my mind!

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