Yesterday was my first day back at work, and all four of us lived to tell about it. Barely. Getting up at 5:30 was AWESOME, let me tell you.
Once I got to work, I was immediately overwhelmed by the piles of stuff on my desk and the 1811 emails in my in-box. And before I could sort through much at all, it was time for a staff meeting. Take it from me – do not go back to work on the day of a staff meeting. Between that and not knowing when and where I was going to pump, I was pretty much ready to jump out the window. Actually I think my 11:00 IM to Jenny was something along the lines of “I hate this!” It got a little better as the day went on, though. Lunch with my friend at our favorite Mexican restaurant was nice, and the afternoon was too busy to be upset.
Andy, Sam and Kate did well together yesterday… they walked to the park and the library, which wore Kate out enough to actually take a nap. Sam, after some initial resistance, took his bottles well, and only had four during the time I was gone. That seems like a managable amout to pump, so I am feeling good about that at least.
All and all, it wasn’t quite as awful as I had expected, although I did miss them terribly. Yesterday also confirmed some things I had been contemplating before I left to have Sam, and I am more sure now than ever that it’s time to make some changes in my working life, and while I don’t really know what direction I want to go or exactly how to make it happen, I feel ready to take action and start to figure out what I really want to be when I grow up.
Thanks for all the support I received on all of my “But I don’t want my maternity leave to be over!” posts. I truly appreciate it!