Yesterday was my first full day away from my precious girl, and it went better for me than I expected. She was asleep when I left in the morning, which probably made it a bit easier, since I decided to forgo the goodbye snuggle so that she'd stay asleep for Brian's morning. Even when Brian sent me a picture of Mia with her pink bow on, I smiled and continued with my work. On went the day, as I finalized some Immigration forms that had been waiting my return, until 4:45, when I was able to close up my office and head home.
When I walked in the door, she looked bigger to me. I have never been away from her for more than 4 continuous hours. She was fine, contendedly sitting on Brian's lap, with the back of her head snuggled into his armpit (this severely tampers with the precious baby head smell, contaminating the deliciousness with Old Spice). She didn't flinch when she saw me, which both made me glad, since she obviously wasn't feeling abandoned, and sad, thinking that she may not even have noticed my extended absence.
An hour or two later, she was hungry, and I fed her. She was wide awake during our feeding, and about halfway through, she stopped, looked right up at me with her wide open eyes, and gave me a series of enthusiastic smiles that completely revitalized me. I even got a second series of smiles at her 3am feeding, when I was startingto worry that if she didn't go to sleep soon, I'd have to face a full day of work on 5 hours.
The optimistic side of me says that she didn't notice that I was gone, but she did notice that I was home.
Now, Mia, please do the same for your Papa, because he would like the reassurance that you like him too.
Doesn't it take all the fatigue, worries and tension away? When she smiles?
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