Just finished parent-teacher conferences at work. A long, intense day.
Last year, H was at my home watching D. I came home and broke down crying. It was the worst feeling to come home after this long day and not have a partner to be there for me.
This year? Well, the day was technically just as long, but I didn't come home feeling totally exhausted and spent. Our nanny was babysitting. I feel at ease and relaxed. Don't really miss him tonight. Don't need to collapse in a puddle.
Might even bake off some of my leftover cookie dough.
