Not really, but my coworkers have been bugging me basically nonstop to bring Roo in, so today I caved. And she went to work with mama for just a little while.
I brought her in and got her all settled in my writing consultant office, then went off to teach. They bunny sat and basically got zero work done until I came back. And can I just say I now know how all you parents feel once kiddos enter the picture. People didn't even see me. I was invisible. I was merely a vessel for the bunny. My sole purpose and identity were only in relation to her.
I have noticed a growing anxiety about the bun bun these days. At home, all is well. But bringing her out today was very hard for me. And - to be honest - G wasn't super comfy with it, either. I have a hard time enjoying and sharing Roo because I'm so scared that something will happen to her and it will be all my fault for trying something new. It's irrational but it doesn't feel irrational. We've been burned by the sudden passing of Lucy, and I wonder how long it will take to get over that. Is it even possible to get over that?
I feel this way about Roo:
And it was so fun to give my coworkers a bit of pet therapy today. Every day should start off with bunny lovins...
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