The guilt of leaving your baby…

I should have overcome this feeling by now given my baby is nearly 2 but it doesn’t seem to be shifting any time soon!

 So my night started with me saying “bye-bye” to my babygirl at the front door. Held my her doting grandmother. Her little face fading from a smile to the realisation that she wasn’t coming with me as I reversed out of the driveway. 

My guilt always hits me hard every time I leave her. 😞😔 I wish I can take you everywhere babygirl but momma gotta make those monies to give us a good life. 

Arrived on my ward for the night. Listening to handover with a slightly spaced out mind as I had spent the day chasing said babygirl around the house. 

Wondering how I was going to cope with the next 12.5 hours of my life…late nights at work are the ones where I remember my life before I became a mama. I hardly remember those times but now I have a new direction..to provide everything I can for me and my mini me….ah the joys of parenthood.