Twelve

it’s a sad little number. way too small, really.

that’s the number of days before I have to give up all of the things that I have been complaining about and head back to the things that I used to complain about all the time.

that’s not enough days to finish all the things I thought I would do this summer. there’s still a sweater to finish (two if you count the baby one that I still haven’t started). there is so much gardening that didn’t get done. let’s not even think about all the housework that has been put off. and seriously, there are STILL thank you notes that I haven’t gotten to (it’s not that I’m not thankful, I swear).

that’s not enough weeks to get to know a new little person and be ready to leave him behind for lots of hours out of every day.

I’m really not ready to go back to work yet.

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One Response to Twelve

  1. Julie says:

    It’s never enough time. Being a mother is awesome, but for the constant shortage of time. I hope the transition goes well for both of you!

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