When I sat down at my desk, I laughed when I saw my daily Dilbert calendar.
Then I attacked my massive pile of emails.
Then I pumped.
The picture updates from Saint Renee the Patient helped.
A surprise visit and care package from dear friend, Godmother of Max and baker extraordinaire, Alison also helped.
Then I pumped again.
Alison and I were able to meet our friend Rebecca who doing some clinical work for nursing school for lunch in the cafeteria . Hooray for friends!
The rest of the day was a blur of "welcome backs" and playing catch up. And more pumping. When 4PM rolled around, I dashed home ready for cuddles, kisses and a few dozen verses of "If You're Happy and You Know it".
Before I could blink it was bath time and bedtime.It came way to soon.
I survived. I might just be able to do this after all.
4 comments:
The first day back is always hard :( But it sounds like did it...Did you have a hard time pumping? *sigh* Working motherhood...if only it was as easy as Clare Huxtable made it seem. AND she worked from home, like 4 days/week, and brought home bank. How is that fair? It set unrealistic expectations for us....OH also, I found a book in Borders' clearance section when I was going back "The Milk Memos" (http://www.milkmemos.com/). Good for knowing that you're not alone.
I am so proud of you! You are seriously amazing and Max is the luckiest little boy in the world!!
407?!! That would have been enough for me to turn around and go home. You are far stronger than me. Also, that cookie monster get up is too flipping cute!
You can definitely do it...I have no doubt! And don't forget that I'm only a phone call away and a few miles down the road if you ever need anything.
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