Why must I work?

So this week was my first full week back at work since Mallory was born, and it was by no means something I was happy about. I slowly went from spending all day every day with my wife and new daughter, to being gone half the day for two weeks, to having to be gone all day long and only see Manda and Mallory for 20 minutes for lunch. :( I really wish that I could have a job that allowed me to work from home, but more about that later. For this blog I simply want to relay an incredibly sweet yet heart wrenching story from earlier this week.

Monday was my first day working full time, and when I got home at 5:30 Manda and I had dinner and I was busy getting everything ready for X-session. At 6:30 it was time for youth, which lasted till around 8. Afterwards, Mallory was quite upset. Manda tried comforting her, feeding her, changing her, the whole 9 yards, but nothing worked. She was holding her when she noticed her little head following me around the room, so she handed her to me. Almost immediately she stopped crying, looked up at me with her big blue eyes, and gave me a huge grin. :-)

You see, my daughter missed me. I had left all day and Mallory missed me after just one day. All she wanted was for her daddy, who had left, to hold her.

I'm sure you can see why this story is sweet. I mean what story that involves grinning, blue eyed baby girls isn't? However, for me it was also quite sad, because I really don't want to have to leave all day and have my daughter miss me. :-/

Bittersweet...