In one week- January 13, 2011
One week from today I drag my poor tired body out of bed at 2:00am. In one week I’ll pump milk for my baby as I put on make-up, hopefully without crying it all off in the process. One week from today I’ll put rollers in my hair, and suck down as much coffee as allowed for a nursing mother.
Then, I’ll leave her. I’ll leave my tiny sleeping baby in my suit and high heels to join the world I left in late October. I think that’s when I may physically feel my heart break. I’ll feel the same stomach lurch every working mother feels. But, this is MY baby. This is MY time to feel this way, and I’m dreading it.
In my head, I know she’ll be fine. Greyson will take her to her new school where she’ll be with other babies who’s mothers had to leave them too. She’ll learn social skills and build up her little immune system by catching every cold that goes around. She’ll be fine. I’ll be there around 1:00pm or 2:00pm to pick her up. She’ll do great.
There are some things I’m looking forward to about going back to work. I’ve worked hard to get where I am, I want to continue to make strides. We’ll get on a schedule in our house. Albeit a very early schedule, but a schedule is a good thing.
In one week I’ll shake the cobwebs in my new “mommy brain” and put on my game face. But, make no mistake, behind that game face I’ll be thinking of this face…
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War Eagle! Also, I think you will do just fine. You seem to have a great support system. Just take it one day at a time!
I know it will probably be a difficult transition–I hope it goes smoothly for everyone!
It's hard. I'll be thinking about you.
I go back on 2/7 and am dreading it as well. You will be in my prayers!
2:00 am! wow. That verse is great. I went back for 4 months, and still would be there if things were just a little different.
Best advice I was given for that first day back: Let yourself be sad. Slap that waterproof eyeliner on and take it with you. Give yourself an extra 15 to get it together and reapply in the parking lot. Breathe and force a smile.
It worked.
You will make it work because you can do anything.
Truly. I have never known you to handle anything with less than perfect grace.
& when it gets hard, call me. We'll drink together.
I remember how sad I was leaving Sebastian the first time. It was so bittersweet since I loved being at work so much.
And 2 AM? WOW! What time do you go to bed?
You're going to do great!! It does get easier & you have such a great perspective! I tell myself the same things – they're learning to be social, building immunity, etc. Charlotte is going to do awesome & so will you!! Good luck going back next week!
I'm dreading this as well…my guess is like most highly anticipated (for better or worse) the emotions come when you least expect it….they come, just not when you think.