Yesterday, while I waited to pick her up, I made a light blanket and this funny-looking doll.
So, I know I am being maudlin. But when I drive home without Alice in the back (or like this morning, come home with an empty stroller. Oh, Lord.), I get all teary, thinking, ‘Oh, this is where we used to take our walks.’
Etc. And then I think, ‘Get a hold of yourself. It’s not a breakup.’
But it’s getting a little easier. I think.
Yesterday when I picked her up, she was being rocked and her bottle was being warmed, so I stayed to feed her there, and one of the ladies asked, “So, is that just how she eats?”
I hadn’t realized there was anything unique about how she eats. But, yeah that’s how she eats – slowly, with little breaks for chitchat and smiles, if you’re lucky. You’ll have to get to know her. It’s taken me almost four months. And counting.
I start work again tomorrow. This is funny: Before I started my maternity leave, I came up with a long list of projects I wanted to finish while I was off. Why didn’t anyone tell me? Were they laughing at me behind my back?