Hickory Dickory
posted by Jen | 10:10 AM
As I am getting ready this morning in my hotel room, from the next room over I hear a small voice floating through the wall.
"Hickory, dickory, dock
The mouse ran up the clock"
I smile, then sniff. Suddenly, I miss Carina so much I have to sit down with my laptop and shuffle though the last set of pictures I have of her.
In some ways, I've been enjoying this trip away from the baby. We've been out at dinner every night until 10:30 or 11:00. When I get back to the hotel after work, I can just sit down and relax rather than feeding, bathing, and putting down an increasingly tired baby.
But I have also been finding myself daydreaming about chubby cheeks, gummy smiles, and babling voices. I have missed my evening cuddle. I wonder what she's doing new today.
*hugs* to Carina
"Hickory, dickory, dock
The mouse ran up the clock"
I smile, then sniff. Suddenly, I miss Carina so much I have to sit down with my laptop and shuffle though the last set of pictures I have of her.
In some ways, I've been enjoying this trip away from the baby. We've been out at dinner every night until 10:30 or 11:00. When I get back to the hotel after work, I can just sit down and relax rather than feeding, bathing, and putting down an increasingly tired baby.
But I have also been finding myself daydreaming about chubby cheeks, gummy smiles, and babling voices. I have missed my evening cuddle. I wonder what she's doing new today.
*hugs* to Carina
1 Comments:
This morning she tried to bite the fireplace! (The fireplace won.)
She wasn't too happy about it, but, her gums weren't bleeding and she got over it pretty quickly.
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