You are one year old today. Daycare starts in three days. You are standing up, almost ready for yourfirst steps. You want to talk, you are talking already. Your own language only you understand.You are one year old today, and I am back to work. After a whole year of parental leave, I only get to seeyou in the morning...
Sitting, Waiting, Wishing.
As I find myself in the very last weeks of my third pregnancy, I am getting to this weird stage of excitement/fear/laziness/motivation. I feel tired yet I have million things on my mind. I feel full of energy to order, replace, and redecorate every single thing in our apartment, yet after an hour of restless cleaning up, I usually give...