Chunky

Cheese.

This baby.

She's... sturdy.

I'm having lots of latent Mom guilt about going back to work so much earlier. About not having the time she needs and I need.

About the fact that she MUST be in bed by 6:30 or she's a hot mess.

Will she know me?

Does she know me?

Are we choosing less daycare for her, so we can afford to have both our kids in daycare?

Are we are connected?

Does she feel loved?

Does she even know I'm the Mom?

But for now.

Chunky cheese.