Although I do enjoy what I do and I'm fine once I get there, I *still* always have a hard time leaving my family to go to work. And my baby turns 14 months today...so I've been doing the same routine for 11 months. I imagine I'd be a wreck if we had daycare....I'm sad enough leaving him with his daddy...who takes excellent care of him. I'm pathetic, I know. I just happened to have my camera in the car the other day so I could capture most of what I come home to. What this picture is missing is our dog belly side up at the door, awaiting a belly rub as a greeting. A mama couldn't get a better welcome home party than this:
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