Wednesday, September 28, 2011
I was actually out tonight at 6pm (I know, not late...but in our house where our toddler normally is asleep by 5:30pm and we're in lock down, it felt late for me...) driving home with our baby in her carseat, and I noticed a parent picking up his toddler at 5:58pm from a local daycare.
All I could think about was the amazing day I had with our daughter today and if I were in the same position, I would have dropped her off before 9am and picked her up at 6pm. Missing a lot of today with her. I realize that some parents need to do this. Some parents have to do this. Some parents want to do this. Some parents just do it.
I'm not saying it's good or bad, I'm just saying.
Our daughter is a toddler which translated means "some days aren't easy", but I love what I'm able to do. I love being the person who understands her babble the best, her unique sign language words, her cries. Sometimes I feel like I'm in the toddler bubble and I want/need/must have grown-up interaction along side of a good glass of wine or two, but most of the time, it's all good. It just feels right for me.