It’s been a month and a half, and I still miss my toddlers.
I worry about them, feel guilty for leaving them.
My poor babies.
To make things worse, I am looking through listings of kids who are waiting to be adopted. I want them all. I want to help them lose that sad, empty look in their eyes.
Ya know… I may be looking for babysitters. Of course, I’m so lame, it’d probably start with my actually hovering while the baby is being sat. At least the first few times. I’m plotting…