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I feel like whining

T minus 10 hours before the clock tolls April 13th. The day I dread. The day I must return to work and leave my baby with a sitter. The diaper bag is packed with everything possibly needed from a change of clothes to a snot sucker. The bottles of pumped breast milk are made with me having not a clue if it’s too much or not enough.

I know she’ll be fine.
I know I’m not the only mother that has ever walked this path.
But it doesn’t make it any easier.
It’s only 7 weeks. That’s what I keep telling myself. 33 days till summer vacation.
But it doesn’t make it any easier.

I have relished the past eleven weeks. Basked in the time I’ve had to hold her and nurse her. Rock her and nap with her. Play with her and love her.

It’s only 7 weeks. 33 days.

But still this mama’s heart is sad.

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I’m Angel, a.k.a. Rocket Surgeon, and these are my chronicles. I love writing and I believe our stories should be shared, so here you’ll find anecdotes of my life, loves, worries, fears, joys, and experiences. I blog about my mishaps and adventures as a wife, mommy, auntie, wanna-be writer, teacher, Texan, country/city/mountain girl, cereal killer and Jesus-freak. A few things you might discover about me: •Jesus is my everything; without Him I am nothing, but with him I can do all things •My family makes this world a better place for me to live in •I adore chickens, the live ones, although the cooked ones aren’t too bad either •I have 2 dogs: Grace and Ozzie. And one cat: Rocky Muffin •My dream job would be to raise chickens and write best sellers Thanks for stopping by. Kick off your shoes and stay awhile. I know your time is valuable and I honor you for spending a few moments here with me. I hope you find something to brighten your day, lighten your load, make you chuckle and remind you of the good in the world. “When you look for the bad in mankind, expecting to find it, you surely will." Pollyanna I’m always eager to meet new online friends, so leave a comment and introduce yourself.

3 thoughts on “I feel like whining

  1. It is 30 years since I had that experience
    and I still remember the heartache that you are talking about. I cried all day and then the next day and the next. I did not have summer off then so I could not even look to the pacifier of 33 days. I know it will be hard. I will be thinking of you both tomorrow morning. God Bless!

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  2. It gets easier every day but I still get sad and it has been 2 1/2 years. He loves his daycare and loves his friends and I keep telling myself that daily. Hugs!

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  3. I kept thinking all last week that it must be coming near “THE TIME”!and like Verna, although the sun has risen and set many, many days since I had to leave my baby, I STILL remember the pain in my heart, the tears as I drove away and how I cried all day at work. He (the baby) however, was perfectly wonderfully happy and slept most of the time … so said my amazing daycare friend, who loved him almost as much as I did! He thrived in her wonderful care and I will always be grateful to her for helping to “form” him the wonderful, caring person he is today!! I can only pray that you are blessed to have the same outcome, and keep your eye on the prize … 33 days!
    You will be in my thoughts … Until next time, Donna H.

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