“I want mommy to eat breakfast with me in school”.
Glad to have fulfilled her little appeal this morning, albeit I was running late for work. It was the least I could do for my little girl who would spend the rest of the day away from home.
For the rest of the mom-is-not-around hours. She may learn a new word. She may make a new friend. She may laugh. She may tear. She may miss me but I won’t be there.
I, for all I can do, can only live these very precious moments vicariously.
I do not aspire to be a supermom. I just want to be, my kids’ mom.
I do not aspire to be a supermom. I just want to be, my kids’ mom.
