Juicy!

I was away on a business trip and had just returned last night.  It was the first time that I had left my husband alone with the baby for a few days.  He wasn’t exactly alone because my mom baby sat until my husband was off work (around 7 or 8 pm).  But I was still a worry wart. 

I was constantly worrying about the baby.  Did he feed the baby?  Did the baby get his daily servings of fruits/veggies or did my husband take the easy route and give him formula in a bottle? Did he give him the daily vitamin supplements?  Did he rub the rash cream on the baby’s rash?  And what about the clothes - did he change them every night?  Did he this, did he that…blah blah blah…how could I even concentrate on my training that my company paid so much for?  And should I be feeling this way?  It’s not that I don’t trust my husband.  It’s just that…well…it’s just that…I just want to make sure the baby is well taken care of, that’s all.

I couldn’t even sleep the first night because I missed the baby.  I didn’t miss my husband so much.  I missed the baby.  It’s no wonder they say that husbands get a tad jealous when there’s a baby in the house.

After being away for what seemed like an eternity (ok, 3 days only), I was really afraid that the baby wouldn’t remember my face anymore!  Before I had left, he would always want me to hold him.  Even when his father holds his arms out to carry him, the baby wouldn’t want to go to him.  He’d turn back and put his arms around me, not wanting to go to daddy. 

It would break my heart if turned his back on me not wanting me to hold him after 3 days of being away.

But when I returned last night, his eyes lit up and he laughed as he clapped his hands when he saw my face.

I was so delighted.

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