I can’t believe it’s already Friday! The week went pretty quickly and I actually enjoyed it. Going back to work was difficult but the time leading up to it and the first day were the most difficult parts.
The time since Monday has already felt routine. It’s gone much better than I ever imagined it would. I still feel tinges of guilt to be away and have to admit I’m looking forward to spending this long weekend with my boys, though. ::happy dance::
On Monday, my first day back, I sobbed as I left the baby. It was heartbreaking for me to fathom spending 11 hours away from him per day. I cried on the subway and at work. We video chatted (we have everyday) and I cried during that, too. Everyone at work was excited to see me, though, so that helped immensely.
I received scary news about someone Monday night and Tuesday morning so my emotions were geared more towards that then. I think it helped put everything in perspective and I didn’t cry (sad tears) the rest of the week!
On Wednesday I was able to go to Baby L’s three month appointment. He loved the doctors’ office fish tank but his shots–not so much. I’m so glad I was there to hold and cuddle him after he got his shots because he was not a happy camper, to say the least.
I did cry yesterday but they were happy tears. I wrote the baby a letter (excerpts of which I plan to share on here sometime) and my husband read it and gave me feedback, which turned me to mush. When I get home from work each day, I wash my hands and immediately cuddle the baby. I don’t even go on my phone much until he falls asleep, and by that time all I want to do is sleep so I rarely even use it in the evenings.
All in all, this week was a reminder that life is beautiful; time is precious; and I’m trying my hardest to be present, which I’m doing well at, so far.
I'm glad this week of transition has gone well. Hugs!