SAHM

For the last three weeks, Rowan has only been to school 3 times.

Part of that was her one week February vacation, the other half was her having a temp the previous week and being sick, and then this week was a snow storm and the unfortunate spider eye episode.

Today I reluctantly dropped her off... and drove away from school feeling like I had misplaced a piece of my arm.. or leg... or heart.

I was missing my side kick. My mini me....

Just the two of us.. da da da da da da....... queue pinky finger to mouth.

(Dr. Evil, get it?? get it???)

Yesterday we went to Nashua to visit my sister. We had a super fun day putzing around the mall and then headed home at around 3:30. When we got home at 4:30 we went into the house, cooked supper, did tubby time, played for a few minutes and then it was time to put her jammies on and get to bed.

It flew by in about 2 seconds. I ended the night flustered feeling like I had barely had anytime to play or do things with her all afternoon.

After I crashed in bed myself a few hours later, the realization hit me.

My goodness... I used to do this everyday. I'd get home from work at 4:30 after picking Rowan up at daycare, and then our night would fly by in minutes as we spent all our time doing things we had to do...dinner, baths... chores.

We never had time to just be with one another and play and have fun.

Over the past 6 months, I have gotten to KNOW my daughter.

I am so ready and thankful... to be a SAHM.