Back to work blues

Andrew,

I'm sorry that... the summer had to come to an end.
I'm sorry that... I have to leave for work before you even wake up.
I'm sorry that... I'm not there to tear apart your waffle.
I'm sorry that... we only get to spend 2.5 hours together a day.
I'm sorry that... my job has open house and nighttime events, so some days i don't even get to see you.

I love my job, but sometimes I feel so bad being a working mommy. I hope you understand someday. I hope this is what I should be doing.

I miss you,
Mommy

PS: This picture was taken from Daddy's phone because I am out of town and missing you big time.