A Saturday night without my little love

We have weekends to stay together, the three of us. On weekdays, we see each other at nights until morning. On Saturday night, I 'stay' with Gabriel, either we watch cartoon films on TV or 'read' his book. I stay on his bed until he fall asleep. Then Sunday morning, we take our breakfast together and sometimes, attend mass.

Last Saturday morning Gabriel wants to sleep with his nonni. We can't say no because it's very rare that he volunteers to do so. Besides that, his lola would like to bring him in the beach on summer for 15 days. So, it's better that he feel comfortable sleeping without me around.

My point here is, I missed my son. I missed his 'stories', I missed his kisses, I missed him asking me if I can go stay with him in his bed, I missed his hands caressing my hair. He's out for one night and one day, and I terribly missed him. He's growing fast and I can't do anything about it. I just wish not to miss any single seconds to be with him while he's still young.