... including my maternity leave. Yesterday was the day that I went back to work. Don't get me wrong, I love my job, missed my coworkers, and was more than ready for adult interaction, but I was still a nervous wreck about going back to work and taking Connor to day care. We had a very nice day on Sunday - there was an open house at our place so we needed to take the dogs and go somewhere. We called Bill and asked if we could take them down to his house and let them run. They've been a little neglected since Connor was born so it was nice to let them loose. It turned out to be a beautiful day and we went for a long walk - I got to try out the Ergobaby carrier and it worked great! Baby Linn was soon fast asleep and enjoying the ride. After we got back we went over to Bill's other house because Courtney was bringing the boys over and they wanted to swim. Of course the dogs made a beeline for his pond and then Murphy had a good time swimming in the pool with the boys. I wish I would have gotten a video of it, it was pretty cute. Bill made us a lovely dinner and overall the day was a nice distraction - I probably would have been basketcase if we had sat at home all day and I could think about having to go to work/Connor going to daycare the next day.
Connor wonders "why does my mom dress me like a thug?"
Anyway, I didn't sleep very well on Sunday night. Connor slept from about 915-415. At first I was a little annoyed that he was up so early, but I actually enjoyed the extra time we got to rock & cuddle after I fed him. However, I kind of underestimated the amount of time it would take to make myself look presentable for work, feed Connor and get him ready, pack my lunch & his bottles, and load the car so by the time I was ready to leave I felt a little rushed.
Clearly more excited about going to daycare than I was to return to work.
It was probably a good thing that I was running a little late, because then I didn't have time to linger. My chin did quiver and I had a few tears escape as I left him - I couldn't help it - I'd just gotten so used to spending all day with him and it tugged at my heart to think that from now on, during the week, I'll only see him for about 3-4 hours during the day. I composed myself before I walked in the office and everyone was so glad to see me, so that really helped me get over feeling sorry for myself. Honestly, I didn't get much work done yesterday because much of the day was spent catching up, but today was back to business as usual. Ryan got done a little earlier than I did yesterday so he picked the little guy up. They send home a little paper every day with a report of when he ate, napped, and had his diapers changed. The ladies said he did great, and that was a real flirt. As soon as I got home I gave him a bath, and he was tuckered out.
The rough life of a daycare attendee - asleep on the couch before we were even done dinner.
We were all in bed by 915 last night. Connor woke up around 415 again this morning, and when I went in to get him he was on his belly! He couldn't figure out how to roll back over and he was MAD. This morning the routine went slightly smoother. Hopefully within a few days I will get it down to a science.
"I had so much fun yesterday, I think I'll go back today." One good thing about sending him to daycare - I am actually getting to dress him in his cute clothes rather than just his onesies.
I went to visit him at lunch time so I could feed him. It was a nice little break and I got to meet the two ladies who are in charge of the infant room. They have both worked there for several years, are very nice and seem to really like the little ones. Connor is the youngest (and cutest) one there so they seem to dote on him.
Tomorrow Ryan gets to spend the entire day with Baby Linn while I am at work. I'm jealous!
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