I’ve been back to work for a little over a week now and I’m finding it very hard to be away from my Remy, not to mention trying to balance the whole working mother job title. To say that my house is a disaster zone is a complete understatement. Rather than cleaning up around the house and doing a load of laundry or two, I like to occupy my evenings with non-stop Remy time, constantly trying to make up for lost time. I miss lounging around the house with her making it my mission to hear her laugh or watch her smile, and having endless hours of raspberries and cuddle time. But I digress because really, what other option do I have?
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