..when the MIL woke her at 6:45 this morning. She was groggy yes, sleepy of course, but as baby girl was placed in the cold car and driven to her Grandma’s house, she chatted and even laughed.
She even laughed.
While I on the other hand, was at that very time in the outskirts of the city about to have an anxiety attack over how baby girl was coping with the new babysitting arrangement.
She did so well, and I am so grateful for it. My trooper.