Mine. Not hers.
We were apart for 10 hours today. The longest we've been away from each other since she was born. The rest of this week promises to be equally long.
I hate it. I saw her for an hour this morning as I rushed around getting her ready for daycare and me (semi-)ready for work. And then this evening, 20 minutes after I got home, it was time to start the bath and bed routine. All told, I got something on the order of 2 hours with her today, and much of it was distinctly not quality time.
I'm not gonna give up co-sleeping anytime soon. I need my baby. And she needs me.