If I had to guess which would be harder - me going back to work after a couple of weeks off with Alex or seeing Miranda go back to work after 12 weeks - I would have picked the prior.I would have been very, very wrong.
Last night was very difficult for me. I was helping Miranda get some pictures of the kids on a flash drive so she could have them in her digital photo frame.
All of the pictures were making me smile; then in turn they made me sad. Certain pictures in particular prompted this strange phenomena.
Maleah on the counter making strawberry milk with mommy.
Maleah & Alex spending time with mommy.
Alex being adorable and smiling at his mommy.
I had to stop finding pictures for me because it made me sad. It is not as if I am worried about their care. Stacy is more than able to take care of our kids. Miranda will only be gone four hours a day anyhow.It is the fact that there will be moments that she will not get to experience. These moments - though they happen everyday - are so precious to us. With Miranda being home I felt like I experienced those moments as an extension of myself.
I feel awful. I feel as if I should have done more so that she could stay home. I know that unless a day comes where Miranda can stay home I will always be sad that she has to miss any moments with the two most wonderful children in the world.
I miss those moments everyday, but with Miranda being home it made missing them a little easier to miss.