wednesdays

on wednesday mornings, i go to class. the first one was really tough for me because oh my god, will she be okay without me? it's four whole hours and she's awake! (it's somehow a little easier to leave her when she's sleeping. she doesn't even know i'm gone! unless she wakes up...) the first wednesday went swimmingly, of course, and now i don't even worry. not on bit! (okay maybe a TINY bit)

wednesday in our household is daddy daughter day! if b. has a painting contract on the go that week, he says, sorry boys, wednesday is daddy daughter day. they stay in bed after i've gone, just a little while longer while the house warms up. they get up and daddy feeds the girl and gives her water. they play piano together and then listen to classical records. blake tell her everything! the composer, the instruments, the time period. he reads her books. more often than not, she's asleep when i get home.

today i snuck to the grocery store to grab a few things before heading home. the air was brisk and i missed me some baby slumber sighs, so i walked quick. she was awake, but just! sleepy smell still clinging to her hair and clouds in her eyes. even so, just a quick cuddle and away she went in all fours, chasing the dog, chasing the cat.

I'm a better mother because of it; even without knowing i do, i miss her, and when i return i love her even more. despite mama's brief absence, i have it on pretty good authority that wednesdays are rosie's FAVOURITE day of the week.