Monday is coming....

The time has come.  Twelve weeks have flown by and I have to go back to work on Monday. 

I'm not ready.  I don't want to leave this little angel.

 

I am lucky because I only have to work for two weeks....then I get to have the rest of the summer at home with my sweet girl.

The past three months with her have been the best.  Full of loving, snuggling, smiling, laughing, crying, learning. 

I am going to miss her so much.  I am so in love with her that when I'm away from her, I just don't feel quite like myself.  Like part of me is missing.  I have absorbed her smell, the feel of her skin, her beautiful blue eyes....all to the point that they have become a part of me. 

I love teaching.  I am looking forward to seeing my kiddos at school and finishing out the school year with them.  I just want so badly to do both.  I want to be a stay-at-home mom so I don't miss a single second with my baby.  But I also want to be the teacher that I've always dreamed of being -- a career that I have put so much time, energy, and love into for the past five years. 

So, it's not going to be easy.  And it is going to take every ounce of strength to walk out the door on Monday morning and leave her behind.  I will cry.  I will worry.  I will fight every urge to turn the car around. 
At least this sweet face will be waiting for me when I get home...

Then we'll do it all over again in August.  *sigh*