Mondays are difficult. I'm thankful that I enjoy my job and love the people that I work with. It's not that. It is just that I'm in mommy mode, flying high and enjoying my beautiful daughter all weekend and then bam. . . Monday strikes. I'm not used to being away from her and I miss her, terribly. By the end of the week I'm "used to" being away from her, as much as anyone can be, I'm sure.
I get to see her for a brief visit at lunch in 1 1/2 hours.
Oh how I love my girl.
(P.S. We spent lots of time outside this weekend. We took advantage of the warm weather. I'll post the pictures of Abigail enjoying hours of wagon riding when the camera gets unloaded. She loved running around on the porch, as well.)