Lovely Zoe,
Today was my first day at work. Papa took you to daycare for the first time. I'm never happy to pass my mommy duties on to anyone. No matter how well Papa takes care of you, and he does, no one can know your needs like I do. The few bites of banana or bread you eat right after I put you in your car seat, or the sips of milk you accept before I say good bye at daycare, no one can figure out such details of your morning feeding.
The drive from work to daycare was long and stressful, and had I not violated a few minor traffic laws, I would not have made it. When I arrived, you were in the yard, when you saw me, you almost cried, but your expression, quickly turned into a smile. I flung the gates open, ran down the stairs, and showered you in hugs and kisses. Now it was my turn to cry, the quilt of having left you there until close time. In a few months I'll be working from home once a week. In those days I will be able to pick you up earlier, and maybe even visit you for lunch.
Here are some other developments lately:
I found you standing on your toes, with my keys in hand, trying to reach the door lock. Apparently, you took the keys from my bag, and figured out what to do with them.
Since you discovered walking, you crawl no more. You stand up and walk.
Today was my first day at work. Papa took you to daycare for the first time. I'm never happy to pass my mommy duties on to anyone. No matter how well Papa takes care of you, and he does, no one can know your needs like I do. The few bites of banana or bread you eat right after I put you in your car seat, or the sips of milk you accept before I say good bye at daycare, no one can figure out such details of your morning feeding.
The drive from work to daycare was long and stressful, and had I not violated a few minor traffic laws, I would not have made it. When I arrived, you were in the yard, when you saw me, you almost cried, but your expression, quickly turned into a smile. I flung the gates open, ran down the stairs, and showered you in hugs and kisses. Now it was my turn to cry, the quilt of having left you there until close time. In a few months I'll be working from home once a week. In those days I will be able to pick you up earlier, and maybe even visit you for lunch.
Here are some other developments lately:
I found you standing on your toes, with my keys in hand, trying to reach the door lock. Apparently, you took the keys from my bag, and figured out what to do with them.
Since you discovered walking, you crawl no more. You stand up and walk.
You are fascinated by brushing your teeth. You've observed me go through the steps: take the brush, put the paste on, hold it under the water for a second and brush. You ask for your brush, and unless I do all the steps, you are not satisfied. Then you start brushing, in your own way. I wish you'd let us do it for you for now, but when we try, you clench your mouth. Only you are allowed to brush your teeth.
I can't take you to book stores. You empty the shelves just like you do at home.
Kiss,
Mommy.
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