Pocket full of pacis- June 30, 2011
This morning I sat in the car and put on some lipstick before walking into work. I pulled my work Blackberry out of my bag and put it in the pocket of my gray suit. I felt something funny. This is what I found when I pulled my hand out…
I smiled. Tears came to my eyes as I giggled at the dichotomy of my life. Sometimes my heart hurts during the long hours I spend away from my baby. But, this little moment reminded me she’s with me all the time. If it’s not a pacifier in my suit jacket, it’s million pictures on my phone. I can’t tell you how many times during the work day I stop and just think of her and Greyson and how if I can just make it a few more hours I can be with them.
Greyson brought Charlotte in to see everyone at work the other day. One of my coworkers commented later that I “lit up” when they came in and I held her. Lit up like my Blackberry, which is ringing now, so let me let you go. Just a few more hours….just a few more hours…
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Ha ha…yes, I have definitely felt errant binkies in my pockets too! Love your way of looking at it!
I've been sans kids this week and I definitely get a little sad when I see one of their toys or pacis lying around.
This is lovely… we just gave up the binky. SHe did fab but I cried a little… go figure. Our monster was a Mam girl too.
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