I went back to work yesterday.. I honestly think it was the hardest thing i have ever done.. I have not spent more than an hour away from my daughter since the moment she was born,
Shes my angel.. and the light of my soul.. so leaving her was terrible for me.. but I managed to slip out the door while she was asleep... If I would have looked at her big blue eyes, and the sweet little grin she gives me when i hold her.. I would have not been able to walk out that door..
About 2 hours into my shift, about the same time I started to feel sorta ok about the fact that I had left my baby .. Nick called me.. He sounded distraut, and I could her Kenzie crying in the back ground.. I knew eactly what her problem was.. that cry was "THE MOMMY PLEASE HOLD ME" cry.
My heart sank even lower into the ground when he told me that she woke up about 45 mins after I left and thats when the crying started. he fed her, changed her, held her, and even tried giving her a bath.. which normally she loves.. no good..
3 phone calls to me later he decided to put the phone down to her ear and have me talk to her..
The crying stopped..
she really did just want her momma.. so later that night when he had to feed her again.. he called and put me on speaker afterwards and we talked her to sleep...
all she wanted was her momma..