Today I woke up feeling squirrelly. I'm starting to miss Ava. I was happy to get an update that said she was a happy, cute baby, but that only tells me so much. I'm wondering if that was a bug bite on her chin or if she needs an antibiotic cream. I bought a rather ugly toy that crickles and cracks and has a mirror for her to start making googly faces at herself. Wise women told me babies like that kind of thing.
I do have complete faith in her caregivers, but I'm ready to be the caregiver. This is a new hard.
Tulip seems to be handling the wait well. I need to learn to sit with similar grace and alertness as we wait for our court date.