Just when I feel like I’ve gotten it all figured out, it is time for real life again.
These past 12 weeks have been such an amazing and frustrating and happy and tiring but mostly a really pretty awesome time. I am so thankful that I was able to spend the first 3 months of Evan’s life with him without any other distractions. And I am very thankful that Ben was home with us for most of it, too. But I knew it had to end.
I am anxious and sad about sending Evan to daycare tomorrow and about how little I am going to see him during the work week. Is he going to have enough to eat? Is he going to eat too much for me to keep up? Is he going to stay the happy baby we’ve gotten to know? Am I going to miss something big while he’s away? I know this transition is going to be harder on me than on the baby.
I am a little excited to get back to work. I just wish I could do it without also losing time with the baby. But there is no perfect solution is there?
Well, this is what I signed up for. As of tomorrow, I am a working mom. Wish me luck.
PS – I’m sorry if I never read again.