That sinking feeling in my stomach...

I've been thinking... this new job will likely be great, and I don't see how it can be very hard - the store is the size of a large cardboard box, for god's sake - but I had a thought yesterday. On top of the fact that my life for the past few years will be disrupted by the introduction of regular daytime working hours... I will not have my little boy with me all day long anymore. Now, this was going to happen sooner or later, so I may as well get it over with now, but still! No more hugs and kisses just because, no more watching his favorite cartoons with him, no more fixing him lunch and fending off his endless requests for candy all day long. No more dashing up the stairs while he stands at the top and asks me to save him (It's a game he likes to play) and carrying him down while he clings to me. I know that some of these things will happen at night just the same as they do in the day, but it's just not going to be the same. I'm going to miss my baby.

P.S. - If you needed me last night and I wasn't here, I'm very sorry about that... last night was dedicated solely to my family, as a better portion of my nights may be in the near future. But I promise I'll still find some time to get on, no matter how hectic things may get.