There are some things I miss.
Things dear to my heart.
I miss walking into the TLC nursery every morning at 6, feeling tired but thankful to be there, smothering the babies with pure love.
There was always an abundance of babies to hold, play with, and love.
I miss babies being lined up for baths and feedings, and just to be held...it's boring back home where the babies are not the ones lined up, but we are...waiting to hold them.
I miss crazy feeding times with 10 babies lined up having bottles or waiting for their lunches.
I miss going for walks on the track around the field with 3 or 4 babies in one pushchair (stroller) and one in a front pack.
I miss having dirty feet from the red dirt.
I miss the afternoon thunder and rain storms.
I miss all the hugs and kisses.
I miss the hilarious comments from the creepy crawlies (toddlers).
I miss the funny stories and memories we made.
I miss the Tuesday night meetings ending with some homemade chocolate chip cookies from Lynn's kitchen. :)
I miss hanging out in the cottages at night with all the volunteers.
I miss the scrapbooking nights, movie nights, and girl nights.
I miss going out for dinner in the red minibus late at night
just to get off the TLC property.
I miss having a window with no screen and just leaving it opened all the time.
I miss being with the volunteers all the time.
I miss being with the babies every day.
I miss the rice and mystery meat.
I even miss the annoying dogs.
I miss going down to the preschool.
I miss bath times with all the aqueous cream and emulsifying ointment.
I miss Tea with Thea on Thursday nights.
I miss the main house kids.
I miss the cooks and ladies who cleaned house.
I miss night shift, being up all night feeding babies and cleaning.
I miss doing 12 loads of laundry every day.
I miss washing bottles and boiling dummies and teats on the stove.
I miss dishing up a dozen bowls of breakfast cereal for a dozen hungry toddlers.
I miss changing 20 beds in 1 hour with a baby on my front!
I miss being at TLC.
Things dear to my heart.
I miss walking into the TLC nursery every morning at 6, feeling tired but thankful to be there, smothering the babies with pure love.
There was always an abundance of babies to hold, play with, and love.
I miss babies being lined up for baths and feedings, and just to be held...it's boring back home where the babies are not the ones lined up, but we are...waiting to hold them.
I miss crazy feeding times with 10 babies lined up having bottles or waiting for their lunches.
I miss going for walks on the track around the field with 3 or 4 babies in one pushchair (stroller) and one in a front pack.
I miss having dirty feet from the red dirt.
I miss the afternoon thunder and rain storms.
I miss all the hugs and kisses.
I miss the hilarious comments from the creepy crawlies (toddlers).
I miss the funny stories and memories we made.
I miss the Tuesday night meetings ending with some homemade chocolate chip cookies from Lynn's kitchen. :)
I miss hanging out in the cottages at night with all the volunteers.
I miss the scrapbooking nights, movie nights, and girl nights.
I miss going out for dinner in the red minibus late at night
just to get off the TLC property.
I miss having a window with no screen and just leaving it opened all the time.
I miss being with the volunteers all the time.
I miss being with the babies every day.
I miss the rice and mystery meat.
I even miss the annoying dogs.
I miss going down to the preschool.
I miss bath times with all the aqueous cream and emulsifying ointment.
I miss Tea with Thea on Thursday nights.
I miss the main house kids.
I miss the cooks and ladies who cleaned house.
I miss night shift, being up all night feeding babies and cleaning.
I miss doing 12 loads of laundry every day.
I miss washing bottles and boiling dummies and teats on the stove.
I miss dishing up a dozen bowls of breakfast cereal for a dozen hungry toddlers.
I miss changing 20 beds in 1 hour with a baby on my front!
I miss being at TLC.
