understands completely.

I have quietly admitted to close family that I think being a working mom has helped me appreciate my son more.

not that I wouldn't love him if I didn't work, but I think it helps me be more patient and appreciative of the small things.

the other day, he and I spent close to an hour snuggling & talking on my bed, while we watched his cartoons.

that was on a morning prior to work, & I managed to be ready for work very early.

that moment, has been one of my absolute favorites from this past week - and it was just such a small thing.

I just find that after work, I actually feel like getting down on the floor with Kitten and Birdie, you know?

And I won't lie - having her go batpoo insane because you're home is kind of awesome.

yes, the happy greeting rocks. And I find I'm more eager to actually 'play' after work. (Unless I'm sick. Then all bets are off.)

when I got home yesterday, I wanted to play with him, but felt horrid. I made him go pick some books, so we cuddled and read for a bit.

I totally understand that. I really hope you're feeling better soon!

your job continues to go well!