There is this super nifty little thing that Brooklyn’s school has that allows me to log in and watch her via video stream throughout the day. It’s called ‘Watch me grow.’ This is beneficial for many reasons,
a.) I can see what they are doing at any time which prevents any weirdo’s from getting away with stuff they shouldn’t.
b.) Allows me to see how she’s interacting, if she’s sleeping when she normally would be, eating, playing well, etc…
c.) Keeps me somewhat connected to her even though she doesn’t know it, and helps feed that curiousity of ‘what the hell is my child doing all day!?’
d.) Makes me insanely jealous and sometimes borderline emotional wreck for my work environment.
I’m sure d. comes primarily at the same time every month when my raging hormones are just being on their best behavior. The same timeframe where I cuss, scream, and cry about nothing important all in a matter of minutes. You know, when my husband loves me the most and thinks I make perfect sense. Wink, wink.
…And I get to watch. It’s truly bittersweet being a working mama.