I needed more time with Zoya. I was not ready for the work week to start and I had the worse case of weepy Sunday Night Blues that I’ve had since I changed jobs. I wished I’d just prayed instead of fretted. God knows what I need. Daddy got a call asking him to go to work early today and since I already had a casual out of office meeting planned for the afternoon I was able to take her for a few hours. Last night I said that all I needed was half a day more with baby and that is exactly what God provided.
It was the most perfect afternoon. She laid on the boardroom table and smiled and laughed as we got some real work accomplished. Mama got exactly what she needed, time with baby.