It was hard when Hein was away - a whole week! I'm not talking about looking after Maya on my own. I missed him. And I missed him for Maya too. So many little things were happening while he was away - like she unclipped the seat belt of her swing chair all on her own and other little things that I didn't record but gave me such joy. It's that feeling of sharing the responsibility and joy of raising a child together. And I felt such pressure at work knowing it was up to me solely to make sure I got home in time for the nanny to be able to fetch her 4-year-old son from school. My heart raced and I would break into a sweat every time I had to pack up my things at the office and get on the road home praying that nothing would happen to prevent me from reaching home in time. I don't know how single parents manage.
So what a wonderful Saturday night I had excited for him return and getting up the next morning to pick him up from the airport. Maya, had been yelling by the time I parked the car. It was hot and she was bothered. But as soon as she saw her father, she gurgled and smiled and her misery was forgotten. She's in love with her father. And he's in love with her.