Last week was rough. There were two consecutive days of leaving before Finn (or the sun) was up and getting home long after the house the was quiet. By Tuesday night I was emotionally wrecked. So much so, that I cancelled the usual Wednesday morning sitter because I couldn't fathom not taking the first opportunity possible to see Finn. I couldn't fathom it to the point that my heart was racing and I could feel the tears starting to form.