The day I decided not to play with my daughter
The working mom gig can be an exercise in disappointment. The disappointment apparent when your 18 month old cries when you leave for work in the morning. The disappointment when you hear that your angel reached yet another milestone that you were not present for. The added disappointment when she refuses to show you her new trick(s). Add to that being a part time student and life becomes a whole lot more stressful. But I accepted this path and I might as well enjoy taking my steps forward, my steps backward, and dance my cha cha as best I can. I generally try to make the most out of my time with my daughter. I avoid doing other tasks when I have time with her. Unfortunately that is not always possible because there are only so many hours in a day and there are always chores that need doing. Eliana forcibly pushing me away from the kitchen sink when I try to do the dishes instead of playing the goofball with her is another factor to stop me from diverting my attention too far away. B