My dearest Morgen -
Once again you are asleep in your swing. You look so peaceful.
As I sit here writing this I'm stealing glances at you and trying to memorize this moment in time; the occasional coo, your hands resting gently on your tummy, the sudden and short-lived flinch that raises your hands into the air only to slowly float down to rest once again on your tummy, your pudgy toes begging to be squeezed.
Tomorrow I go back to work. I'm looking forward to getting back into things, but I am going to miss you terribly. I know I've been away from you for a few hours at a time on multiple occasions, but tomorrow will be different. Tomorrow is the start of getting back to "normal" and working my way up to being gone eight hours a day, five days a week. If we could afford it, I would be a stay home mom because being your mom is the best things I've ever done with my life.
I'm sure you'll have fun with Judith and that she will take good care of you. But know that I'm only a few miles away and if something happens, all Judith has to do is call and I'll come home.
You are the love of my life, sweet Morgen.
xoxo...Mommy.
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