"Who knew that mama leaving would lead to this-" he stops mid sentence as his hands circles around me pulling my back flush against his front.
"What? Your Happy Ending?" I question as we gaze at the stars
"Our" he said as he peppered kisses down my...
"beep beep beep " my alarm goes off. I huff as I walk into my bathroom catching a glimpse of my sleeping 5 month old .
Do you ever stop and think about if you could change one thing you did in the past... one thing , one person, one word or sentence? How much of a difference it would make? Or if it would even make a difference in the present? I do and its depressing as shit but that's life one never ending cycle of torture and disappointment with a few but very rare guest appearances of sunshine, rainbows and happiness
And the morning begins
I go back to work today.
After a 6 month maternity leave, I going back. I can't wait to see Valerie she's such a sweet heart she even visited me at the hospital after I had Jax.
I immediately feel more awake as I wash my face with the cold water. I quickly shower and throw on an oversized t-shirt over my underwear I attach my breast pump and make my way to the kitchen
I like to think that I'm the main character of a television show.
Why?
It's because I won't have to pretend to like everyone else
After turning the kettle on I pack Jaxson's baby bag I even get to fold some laundry before the baby monitor lights up.
My son smiles at me as I stare down into his hazel eyes.
He's gonna break hearts some day
His giggles whilst I change him are seriously better coffee, it echoes trough my brain.
I chuckle at the onesie only my best friend would buy it's yellow and has 'You Bet Giraffe I'm Cute' with a cute little giraffe on the side I place some yellow socks on his tiny feet and sit on the bed.
"My eyes can see the big bright sun"
"My nose can smell sweet cinnamon buns"
"My ears can hear the big loud drums"
"My tongue can taste yummy things yum,yum " I sing well try sing as place him back into his basinet so I can get changed.
Ugh one of the hardest parts of the morning selecting an outfit , as a sleep deprived new mom all I would like to wear to work is sweats especially now with have the baby fat but unfortunately that isn't possible.
Eventually I chose a simple burgundy knee length wrap dress that I made a while ago. Paired with some black peep toe flats.
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Fifteen minutes later Jaxon is fast asleep in his car seat and we're on the road, we pull up to the obnoxious yellow and like always the strangely the neon orange Little Dreamers Daycare sign catches my eye.
"Alright my man we're here" I look back at his peaceful face, he's still fast asleep.
My stomach drops as I make my way to the back door it's the first time I'm leaving him alone since he was born.
The only other time I left him home alone he was with my parents and it was for one hour, I had the Flu and needed to visit the doctor.
I woke up with the sniffles so I dropped him off not wanting to get him sick. So this is utterly terrifying for me.
I walk towards the the door and it swings open.
I softly gasped but upon noticing on of the women I met with earlier in the week I let out a breath i didn't know i was holding.
"Mrs. Hale, welcome to Little Dreamers Daycare" She smiles softly
"Thank you, Ms. Smith but it's just Ms. Hale and you can call me Jazmine" I returned a nervous smile.
"Well then you can call me Wendy" she laughs as she gestures for me to follow her.
We walk pass some kids having a very intense conversation about blue popsicles and I can't help but think about when Jax is older.
"So this is where we keep their bags and belongings every kid has their own cubby" She shows me an area with mini lockers with shelves below and above and a stop to put their name.
I quickly scribble "JAXON H." in a Deep Green and hand the paper to her as she places it above the cubby and puts his bag in I look around at the other rooms.
It's basically a mini high school. There is a Music Room, an Art Room, a Library, a nurses station, a nap area and multiple play areas.
What amazed me the most was how at home the place made you feel, there were designated rooms for the older kids with home work, tutors and even a chef.
This Daycare may be a bit over the top and pricey but I chose it because it's open until 11pm and the reviews from family and friends we're amazing. So if a few extra dollars keeps my kid happy and safe I'll bust it out.
"This is Emily, Emily the is Jazmine, Jaxon's mom "she says, we run through a few things which takes a few minutes thank god we left home early.
I place Jaxon in a cot there were 2 other babies there at the moment I kiss his forehead and whisper a low I love you.
Without turning back I said my goodbye's and made my way to the car, If i stayed any longer i would burst out crying and take him back home.
I sit in the car listening some music, keeping my composure I make my way through the traffic.
"You're Gonna You're Gonna You're Gonna Gonna Break me Down" I sing before I switch my car.
"First day back" I whipper to myself as I walk to the big Glass doors.
"Jazzy" I hear a deep voice call
"Mr. Mike" I laugh and hug the tall man.
Mr. Mike has been working for Pierce Fashion Co. for longer than I've been alive, what he does I'm not exactly sure but he's always around and he is the sweetest human being ever.
"I didn't know you would be back so soon" He looks at me and grumbles about how I should be at home resting and with my son, I chuckle.
"I was suppose to be back three months ago but Valerie gave me extra time off " I told him as we made our way to the elevator.
