This little dude is gone three days a week. I have started working those days, and as much as I dreamed about skipping out of daily piles of laundry and constant "watch this" requests, I miss being a stay at home mom. I miss being able to pin point exactly where every fit is coming from and what triggers every emotion, I miss being able to describe the personalities of my kids to the very last word that came out of their mouths. I feel like every day away is a day that they slip further into themselves, a beautiful thing when you are not the anxious mother on the other side.
