I have exactly one more week. I am going to miss being able to look out this window any time of day I please. Going to miss being able to watch the light as it streams in on the dirty dishes, highlighting the remains of the morning oatmeal or the froth lines of my latte in the big cup.
Will I even know what to do with myself when I sit down in my ergonomic, purple chair that sits behind my monitor; in the office that was once a storage closet? How the heck are my eyes going to be able to read emails if they are full of tears instead of the image of my sweet little man? Will my arms understand not having the weight of the little dude in them? My hands will certainly not like holding onto the mouse and tapping the letter painted keys. No, they would much rather be changing diapers and tracing the shape of his ears all day.
Dang, it this is gonna be hard. I hope he will forgive me for having to go back to work.
Blessings as you head back to work...
ReplyDeleteIt was really hard for me - I went back just 2 hours a day for a couple of weeks - then 4, then 6, and finally 8 - and the Man-Cub was staying with his Grandma while I was at work - I just drove to their house and nursed him during my lunch hour - I'm not sure how productive I was at work - as I think my mind was always on the little one.
it isn't easy nor is it fair. let's move to europe!
ReplyDeletei hope the transition will be smooth for both of you. hugs to both of you... :)
Good luck with the transition. But at least you will have the excitement on the commute home that you get to see his cute little face soon.
ReplyDeletethis makes me want to cry. my daughter is now 18 (yrs) but I can still recall this day of going back to work when she was a baby. It is hard to leave your sweet one and go to work, but it will become easier as time goes on.
ReplyDeleteI'm in a different transition, myself, right now of coming home to an empty, and oh so quite, house- she is off at college.
I hope the adjustment is a smooth one for you.
oh, this is so difficult. I wish we lived in a world where all moms could stay home with wee ones or we could strap them on and take them with us to the office.
ReplyDeleteoh girl.
ReplyDelete*hugs*
this post breaks my heart.
i will tell you that i take care of another little one (he is my friend's son) and i love him as if he is my own.
good luck, sister. xo