Missing Mama

Last night was one of those rare occasions (count them - two) when I've been away from both my girls for an extended period of time. I am part of my local MOPS group's leadership team, and we had a planning meeting for several hours last night. Thankfully, Daddy agreed to be on duty. He is more than capable, and I figured that it would be okay since I was only one mile away from home. I have a cell phone. I left directions. I nursed Lucie right before I left and gave instructions for food while I was gone. Daddy knew where to find me if needed. And, I went off to my group. I didn't get any phone calls, and they didn't stop by the meeting.

Well, when I walked in the door several hours later, Lucie was crying her head off and Daddy had a bemused look on his face. He seemed to have handled it tolerably, but he said that she cried off and on all night. Anytime he tried to do a "Mommy thing" like feed her some peas, it was like she realized I wasn't around and just started crying again. So, he didn't really get her to eat much while I was gone. Needless to say, she was quite hungry by that point and very happy to see her Mommy!

In a strange way, I like it when my kids miss me. It makes me feel important. Needed. Loved. When I'm back home, it reaffirms that this is where I'm supposed to be.