I am officially back to work.
My neighbor Kandi graciously offered
to watch Sara during the day.
For this, I am so incredibly lucky.
Sara is lucky too.
Having Sara right next door
made my first day back a lot easier.
I walked over (in my PJ pants)
and dropped Sara off with Kandi.
She cried.
I left.
Then I cried.
I walked back into my house,
saw her empty swing and play gym
and cried some more.
While sitting at my desk,
I heard phantom Sara cries.
It took all my willpower
to not run into the other room!
Mid-morning, I received a text from Kandi.
"Sara is happy. We are reading."
Thank you, Lord.
This is good for her me both of us.
How many daycare providers
send regular picture texts to mommy?
Not many, I would assume.
During my lunch,
I snuck over and gave Sara her bottle.
Along with many, many kisses.
At the end of the day,
I was giddy with excitement
as I walked over to Kandi's house.
Sara was alert and smiling.
Kandi is wonderful.
She cares for Sara like I care for her.
Like she is her very own.
Sara will grow to have a special bond with her.
Since our family is so far away,
this is such a blessing.
Also, I work from home.
This means no driving anywhere to drop Sara off.
I can stay in my PJ pants.
I can sneak over for kisses anytime.
She can sneak over for mommy time
if she's having a bad day.
Then there is Mason.
Mason is Kandi's son.
Approx 3 years old (I'm guessing).
Sara loves to watch Mason act goofy.
She watches him very intently.
These two are going to get into
a lot of trouble together.
I love that.
