One of those torn days

As I was leaving the house at dark-thirty this morning, I was torn. Very torn. I didn't want to leave my baby. I know this feeling passes, it always does. And honestly, I am happy with my choice to be a working mom. However, there are days when I wish I could just say: You know what? For today I change my mind. Today, I am going to stay home with my girl and snuggle and play and enjoy her. Maybe teach her to bake my favorite cookies. I just wanted to spend a mommy/K day and soak in her innocence and youth...I know it's not going to be around for very long.