14 days.

(picture taken by my sweet Van...yes, I really am asleep...and Vin is really under that blanket snuggling!)

I remember those first couple of weeks on maternity leave.

Everything was so different.

We were trying to figure out a routine.

Paul was getting frustrated with me, because I never had Van in bed on time...like he did when I was at work.

I was messing things up being home.

We were laughing at that tonight.

Two weeks left, and we have it all figured out.

Just in time for me to go back to work.

It is going by too fast.

I didn't think it would go slow, but man it was like a blink of an eye.Two nights ago when Vin was having a hard time falling to sleep.

I started to cry.

Not the ugly cry, just a quiet tears roll down your face kind.

I can't believe I have to leave him.

My baby.

I remember having to leave my Van.

It was hard. Really hard.

This time is different, I have to leave two of my babies.

Sometimes when Van wakes up in the morning, I swear she gets bigger.

The same thing happens to Vin.

I won't be gone long at work, but an hour away can mean I miss his first word...or first step.

I love being home.

I will miss giving Vin a bath every night.

I will miss reading bed time stories to Van.

I will miss falling asleep watching Food Network...and Paul coming in to take my glasses off.

I will miss going to Tae Kwon Do every day with Van.

I will miss all of our play dates.

I will miss having no where to go...so I can sit in the rocking chair for hours and sing to my baby.

I will miss spending hours watching Van catch bugs.

I will miss naps with Paul.

I will miss everything.

This is where I want to be.

Home with my babies, and my best friend.