Back to work.

I hate it. I hate working. Not because of the job itself, but because I miss my baby girl.

I miss the days where we could snuggle on the couch in our pj's until 11am and take naps together. Days when we could go on walks whenever we felt. I miss trips to the fabric store and me attempting to be a crafty mama while my good little baby took her afternoon nap. I miss everything -- literally. I miss almost the entire day with her. She is only awake for 2 hours when I get home and maybe only 30 minutes before I leave.

I do not like it.

Not. One. Bit.