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The Big Day Back
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One of the hardest days of my life little one! I had the chance to feed
you before I left. You weren’t quite awake yet – just your typical morning
feeding – half asleep and half awake. You were so hard to put down. I wanted to
stay and cuddle with you longer. I was almost late lingering. I did it though.
I left you with daddy and headed to work. All day long I thought about you
guys. Do you have enough milk, will daddy know what to do, or will you forget
who I am? We had three months uninterrupted together but I was convinced I was
just the lady who fed you and you weren’t going to recognize me when I came
home after a 12 hour shift. It was a miserable shift. I came home though and
you seemed perfectly content with daddy. I felt sad at first because it did
seem like you didn’t need me, but ultimately, it made me so happy to know that
I had a husband who I knew loved you so much that he could do just as good a
job with you as me. You guys made it unscathed and I got my cuddling in that
night.
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