Well I have been recovering nicely and time has flown by. It is now time for me to head back to work. Yes time to wake up with the working class at 5:00 A.M. and start back at the eight hour grind. Now don't get me wrong, I'm glad to have my health back, and in today's economy glad to have a job to go back to.
But to be honest what's really got me tossing and turning at night is the idea of parting with the little love of my life " Baby Jacks". That's right, I have grown so used to caring for him daily, that I am going to miss him. I know he will still be cared for by his wonderful mommy or daddy his big pa pa, auntie ally or uncle tony, but I'll still miss him.
Today while I was putting Jacks down for a nap, I just sat there and held him after he fell a sleep. Looking down at that perfect little face, with his dark lashes resting on his chubby little cheeks, I made time stand still, for just that moment. I remembered having those same moments with my own children when they were little, making time stand still just long enough for me to store it away in my heart. Although I know Jacks will be waiting more me when I get home and he will probably sleep right through the whole idea of me being at work, I will still miss him something terrible. Now who sounds like the real baby?