Ok, a gross/crass title and start to my blog post today.
This morning, Wyeth woke up at 4 am to nurse. Today is my first day of work which has been incredibly difficult! I cried all day yesterday and much of this morning. Everytime someone asks me, "How are you doing?", I want to cry out, "I MISS MY CHILDREN!!" I usually smile and say, "I am doing well. Great to be back!" But I did cry in front of my old boss. So...
Anyway, at 4 am, Wyeth was awake. Trying not to wake up hubby, I put a pacifier in his mouth and then changed his diaper. After nursing, I tucked him back in and then went to find the pacifier. In the wee hours of the new day, I looked and looked. Deciding no pacifier was worth searching out at 4:30 in the morning, I went to bed.
Waking up full of nerves, I picked up Wyeth. And there, zipped INSIDE his pjs was the missing pacifier!
This made me laugh on an otherwise incredibly challenging day.
Yeah for small graces!
1 comment:
That is hilarious!
Sorry to hear it has been a rough transition back!
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