40: the reading on the thermometer in degree Celsius on Monday night when Ben had a viral fever
10: number of times Becks woke up this week to ask for milk in the middle of the night (twice nightly for the past five days)
5:Â average number of times my son coughs into my face a day
3: average number of times Ben and Becks fight over nothing in a day
2 and 387: number of days before Nat starts infantcare and number of times my heart ached this week at the thought of it
I didn’t have a great week and I’m dreading the next. Come Monday, this mother will be crying buckets as she sends her littlest to a place where Mama is no longer his world and his everything. He will meet new caregivers and have to learn how to drink from the bottle, somehow. A good deal of crying and starving might follow.
My heart is aching so bad now. My baby will be searching for Mama and I won’t be there!
Excuse me while I go and dry my tears.
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i am dreading that in August too!!! big hugs. you will still be no.1 in nat’s world i am sure
Hello, Cuz! It will be so hard to part with Hanna, I’m sure. You will survive. She’s so lovely, by the way! Too cute! đŸ™‚
Oh dear. I can feel your stress and love the way you put in (in numbers) đŸ™‚
You just finished your maternity leave so Baby Nat is about 4 month old? Must be really hard for you. Hope he will settle well in infant care and hope your job won’t be too hectic at start.
Abby, thanks for your encouragement – from one working mom to another! Haha, guess we know the woes and the heartache best!
Awwwww… Poor you! *big hug*