Monday morning was amazing. That's probably sacrilegious to say, but it was. I was able to get dressed, do my hair and make-up without any interruptions. No banging on the door, no cries of 'Mommy!' ringing down the hall. Voices were coming from downstairs as I made my way to the kitchen, where Heidi was already in her booster seat, stabbing at a piece of hard boiled egg with her IKEA plastic fork. Sarah sat next to her, already dressed in jeans and a V-necked tee.
"Say good morning to mommy."
Heidi's face split into a wide grin. "Mommy look! Nanny Sarah made fancy eggs!" She held out her fork to show me.
"I see that. They're called hard boiled, sweetie."
Sarah looked up. No make-up, like she needed any, but God, she looked perfect. Her hair was brushed, and her eyes were shining. "The
