Back to work only 2 days and already feel like I am going full throttle. For those of you who have not had to return from maternity leave yet and are planning on it in the near future…stop reading right about now!
First day back Jack woke me for the day at 5:30 a.m.. I laid in bed until 6:30 and then started getting ready...first me, then our stuff, then him and then it was time to head out the door. Pat was a huge help in the process – thank god I have him. I think we have figured out a good routine that will work for us. Everything seemed to run quite smooth the first time around.
8:00 I dropped him off at the babysitter’s house and was at work by 8:15. Just in time! Felt good to get up, have a shower and leave the house with a purpose for the day (a purpose that did not involve diapers or bottles). As soon as I walked through the doors it felt like I had never left. It was a very bizarre feeling…almost like the last year did not even happen. Took me a bit to get my desk set up to my liking, caught up on a few changes and then time for my noon run. So happy to have that time set aside each day for myself cause that is really all I get right now. Makes it a lot easier to get a good workout in when I am not trying to schedule it around Jack or Pat. A few meetings later and the day was almost over. As it got closer and closer to 5:00 I got more and more anxious. As soon as the clock on my computer read 5:00 I was out the door, out the driveway and driving like a bat out of hell to get my baby back. Of course he was safe and happy right where I left him.
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| Had to post these around the house so I would remember I had to spend quality time when we got home and not get caught up in chores. |
By the time we made it to our house it was 5:30...then came more work…prepare supper, cook supper, feed supper, eat supper, bath, cream , dress, play, play, play. I kept him up until 8:00 so I could spend some extra time with him. I really feel the pressure of quality time now that I only really get to hang out with him from 5:30 until 8. I put him to bed and then came dishes, laundry, tidy kitchen and before I knew it the clock read 9:00 p.m. I was so tired so I called it quits and went to bed. Soooooo…essentially I was a workhorse from 6:30 a.m. until 9:00 p.m. Man do I ever appreciate all of the work my parents put in raising me now! Being a working parent has to be the hardest job in the world but many do it so I am sure I will survive! Wish me luck building my routine in the weeks to come. I am sure once I get my routine well defined it won’t feel so difficult (fingers crossed anyway).
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| Gave him an early bday gift tonight...he loved it! |