Back to the Grind

I can't believe the day finally arrived - the day I went back to work. My maternity leave came and went so fast. I can't believe it. Where did 4 1/2 months go? I really dreaded this day. I begged and pleaded to Keith to not make me go back to work. It didn't work. I was really nervous to go back. I had been gone for so long. A part of me was looking forward to going back to work. I am pretty good at my job and enjoy the people I work with on a daily basis. On the other hand, my job is really stressful, and I wouldn't mind staying home with Josh for a bit longer. I did extend my maternity leave one week longer, and I was so tempted to extend it to March 1. But, I needed to rip the band-aid off and get my butt back to work.

I woke up at the ungodly hour of 5:45am. It was pretty awful. I was definitely tired, because I hadn't had to wake up that early and stay up for the longest time. I fed the baby, pumped, put on my new work suit, and waited for the nanny to arrive. I got on the shuttle that takes me to the metro at 7:30am, and I cried. When I got on the metro, I cried again. I am not sure if I cried because I was going to miss Josh or because I didn't want to go back to work. I think it was a little bit of both.

I got off the train at metro center at 8:25, and I called the nanny, Tania. I hadn't even stepped into my office, and I was already calling her. I checked in a little later in the day, but besides that, I was pretty good about it.

Work wasn't that bad. Everyone welcomed me back and were eager to talk about Josh and see pictures of him. The attention was nice for the first day. I did feel overwhelmed in my work as I felt like I had so much catching up to do. One day at a time. I know it will get easier.