I work 1.4 miles from home, and P works 1.5, I no longer have to go out of my way to get SS to B&G. In fact, we work a couple of blocks from each other, and start work at the same time. As nice as it is to just worry about getting myself out of here ten minutes before I start work, I do miss my baby girl. And it is weird when people do not know I'm her mother, or think she does not have a mother. My presence at B&G is merely for archery these days. The more I thought about it, the worse I felt. Before our trip I told P that I was going to alternate weeks with him for chauffeur duty. I excitedly told him that I would start the Monday after our return, and that got me a weird look. Oops, I magnanimously offered to start the week of Spring break, when SS was home.
Today was my return to driving Ms. SS, and it felt good to have my baby in the backseat again. It's time for P to have a few minutes in a quiet house before heading to work. It is why I requested to start half an hour early, it's so eerily quiet when they leave at 6:25, I could not stand the empty feeling. And SS made my morning when I was getting her hair in pony tail. SS beamed and said "Mama, you are really good at this. Not Baba and JJ, it's REALLY difficult for them." Good to know that I'm still needed for a few odd jobs. And I'm going to be more mindful about evening the load around here.
It's been a while since I have done SS's morning picture.