I really am doing much better leaving him than I did with Adalyn. Or so I thought. But now that the day is here, I am much more emotional about it than I was expecting. I've done this before. I've left my precious newborn with someone else for 40 hours a week. This time I actually know our sitter instead of dropping my baby off with a stranger. I know it gets better. I know he's in good hands. I know it's good for him and that he'll be well adjusted and will learn to take turns and share and play well with other kids. I know this. But my mama's heart still breaks when I think about not spending my days with this precious boy.
I went back and read the post I wrote about going back to work after Adalyn. And every single one of those words still rings true. Actually I could just copy and paste that post today and it would work. Going back to work is never easy. At least at this age, he doesn't know any different and in no time he'll be excited to go to the sitter just like his big sister is each morning.
I'm excited to hang out with adults and see my coworkers...I just wish it didn't have to be 5 days a week. I honestly don't know how I'll get everything around the house done around a full time working schedule. There are so many little things that I do during the day around the house that I don't know how I'll fit all the little things in our evenings and weekends on top of our normal evening and weekend routines. I know it will all work out and we'll get into a routine. I still say that I'd love to stay home (even if it was part time) but that's not a possibility so I'm glad that I have a wonderful sitter, a wonderful boss and a job I love.
And because I can't not do it...I've got to post a couple pictures of my sweet baby boy.
I love his little piece of hair that sticks up on the top of his head like a mini faux hawk.
I could kiss those cheeks all day long.
I love this face. So sweet. Getting ready for a good scream.
Talking to mommy.