I miss my daughter. I miss how I used to have the time each morning to get up and play with Madeleine for a bit before I needed to get ready for the day. I hate how I have to tell her, "I can't play with you right now because....". I just miss her. And the worst part is that I know she misses me, too. I guess that's good but at the same time I feel like it also means I'm letting her down and we both know it.
The other afternoon I had helped her lay down for her nap. As I was leaving the room she looked at me and said, "Mom, I love you SO much." Just goes to show that even though life looks a bit different these days, she knows the love has only grown deeper. What a relief.
I'm tired tonight. I like my new class schedule with taking all afternoon classes because I have time to study and prepare in the mornings. The big downside is that I often don't get a nap and I think this new schedule is one of the reasons I don't have much time for my girls. Lilian and I are forced to hang out as I'm her one and only source of nutrition but I'd still like to play with her more. How in the world do those moms do it that have 3,4,5 kids?
I need to stop posting at night. I'm too depressing.