9:23 pm. I’m on the bus headed for home now – I had to work late tonight and so in Lindsey’s short life this is the first bedtime of hers I missed.
The first bedtime of Matthew’s I missed was around the same time. I had to work late, telling new students about living on campus and why they should live on campus. I remember talking to Josh that night, who gave Matthew a bottle and the both of them cried together before he fell asleep (Matthew, not Josh).
Tonight was similar. I talked to people about living on campus and why they should live on campus and Lindsey and Josh both cried (did you cry, Josh? I sure would have!) until she finally fell asleep. Even now, Matthew had a hard time settling in but thankfully did so without tears.
99% of every day of my adult, motherhood life I know I made and make the right decision for me to go into the office every day. My work for the most part brings me joy even during the most stressful times. But it’s these random days when I wish I had a different balance and could dictate how much of my day I spent with other people’s children.
It’s not all bad though. Josh tells me every day that the kids love me. I always tell him back that I can somewhat believe it from Matthew now because he’s more expressive these days but honestly, it’s hard for me to see Lindsey treating me anything other than “warm food source.” But today, knowing that she noticed and disliked my absence at bedtime, even if she gave Josh a run for his money, makes me believe in the power of her love just a little bit more.

