Dear Small Girl,
Today is a daddy day for you. Nothing unusual in that. You’ve split your time between the pair of us since you were teeny tiny, you don’t know any other way. So you’ve been at your lovely daddy’s past couple days.
Usually when you’re there, the elder 3 and I take advantage and do all the things that we can’t do when you’re here.
We binge watch How I Met Your Mother instead of The Next Step.
We have curry for tea as you don’t like spicy foods.
We’ll play the Pointless board game instead of Frustration.
It’s not that we’re glad to see the back of you or anything like that. It’s just that you’ve been spending some of your time at daddy’s house forever so it’s become a routine we all slip into.
Today is a bit different though.
Today I miss you.
How silly is that? ? (very I know!) You’re at school as I write this so I’d not have the pleasure of your company regardless.
Today though, I miss that I don’t get to be the one that picks up your smiley little face up from school.
That I don’t get to tut and say how you must think I’m an octopus as you load me up with PE bags and book bags and the fleece you end up taking off everyday.
I miss that we don’t get to hold hands on our walk down to the train station chatting about our days.
I read earlier that to celebrate Winnie the Pooh’s 90th birthday he’s getting a new friend. Guess who it is going to be? A PENGUIN!! Your most favourite animal, the one you wrote me a book about such is your encyclopaedic knowledge on them! ! As soon as I read that I just wanted to tell you all about it! I miss that I can’t.
I miss that I’m not bedtime story person tonight, that I’ll not get the call 5 minutes after I’ve turned out your light to ask “fancy a cuddle?”
I just miss you today.
I know I’ve probably not even entered your head today (and that’s ok I don’t want you missing me) You’ve been busy at school then going back to daddy’s house for a yummy dinner. You always tell me his cooking is superior! (“he uses nutmeg in the mash mummy, it gives it taste”) You’ll snuggle on the sofa with him and watch some cooking show then he’ll read you Paddington before bed.
Dividing your time between us works for you. You’re a happy, content, confident little girl. It’s only me that gets daft from time to time. I’m sure daddy feels the same when you’re here.
So here’s to tomorrow.
I can’t wait to open the car door and have you bound out full of tales of your time away.
I look forward to starting on the tortoise costume you so desperately want to make for dressing up day at school.
I can’t wait for us to have our secret special tea we have when the elder ones are at their grandparents.
I can’t wait to carry on reading Harry Potter together.
I’ll tell you the penguin news tomorrow small girl. I’ll read your bedtime story tomorrow.
Just now, for today though, I miss you
Love Mummy xxx
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