Had to drop the little girl off at daycare today after having her for a whole week. Everyone asked if we were going to do anything “fun.” But really, t’s a lot of the routine stuff that I miss: figuring out what we were going to eat from day to day, making sure she’s in bed on time, coaxing her to get dressed in the morning in spite of her being tired — These are the moments that make up a lifetime. And they are moments I rarely get anymore.
We didn’t plan a trip to Disneyworld.
I didn’t send her to her grandparents’ house.
We just did life.
And you know what? That was a glorious thing. I’m very grateful to have been able to spend this week with her, even though I had to work during the day. It was just a regular week — except I had my daughter. I could really get used to it.
Last year, I did not get to see her over Spring Break, so I’m counting this as precious.