Monday was my first day back to work after the birth of P. How it has already been 8 weeks is beyond me but we won't go there. On one hand, shocking I know, I didn't want to go back. I didn't want to leave our tiny (well...tiny-ish) and precious baby while I went out and made that money! I am fearful of missing everything. Missing the smiles, the giggles, the cooing...everything. But then I had to snap out of it and realize, hey...working moms rock and my mom worked while I was growing up and I am pretty normal so he is going to be fine.
On the other hand though...I actually was kind of looking forward to going back. I feel selfish saying that but I was. Our office is super small, like 11 people small, so I totally missed everyone in the office. We are like a little family. Frankly I spend more waking hours with them than Hubby so what do you expect.
P will actually be hanging out with Grammy during the day for a few months so that has helped both mentally and financially. I know he is in good hands and Grammy just LOVES spending time with him. When I pick him up she fills me in on what they did during the day. Peek-a-boo. Story time (they finished Robin Hood already). Tummy time. And of course sugar time!
It is definitely going to be an adjustment, probably for both of us but in the long run, I think it will be good for him to be socialized once he is in daycare and frankly we don't have a choice so he is going to have to go. I know everyone has an opinion on SAHM versus working moms but in the end, this is the choice that works best for us and while it is hard...it is going to be great for everyone! And...I have some pretty hilarious daycare stories from my 12 years in child care so if nothing else, it will give him more things to talk about during his therapy sessions when he is older!