Finally!

I finally have a date for my surgery - June 6th. I am looking forward to it. But, I am also quite anxious. Anxious about leaving my babies for six weeks or more. I work at a child care centre and I love, love, love the children I care for. I worry about them when I am not there. I know the other staff will take care of them, but not in the same way as me. They love me the best and I am not ashamed to admit it. I have a special bond with each and every one of my babies. I love the way their faces light up when I walk into the room and the way they reach their arms up to me for a cuddle. Sometimes I have to figure out how to fit five little toddlers comfortably on my lap! On these occasions my stretched out legs become a boat and I sing "Row Row Row Your Boat". Therefore, it is with mixed feelings that I psyche myself up for the surgery that could mean I get one step closer to fulfilling my dream of becoming a Mum.