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I still love you mommy!
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These are the days that it's hard. The days I count on J to pick Owen up, because I have a million things to do, but he can't because he's on call and someone else needs him more than we do. The days when I feel like a horrible person, because I resent people for being sick...for him away from us...as if there were a single person out there thinking, "tonight I'd really love to have some emergency surgery!" Yet, I'm still mad that I had to take an hour to pick O up and now I have to wake him up in his carseat and make him play by himself while I finish working - I'm a bad person, that is all.
