I made it. The first day back to work after a rather long maternity leave with my first daughter is officially over. A little painful, yes … but over indeed. And hopefully, it only gets easier from here on out.
Truthfully, it wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. It was the hours leading up to the actual drive to work that were the worst. Like, for example, when I cried in the paper products aisle at Kroger, while searching for ziplock bags to pack my lunch. Or, the second cry later that evening while packing Waverly’s large bag of items for the following day. The final emotional moment was this morning, when I had to say good-bye to my sweet girl as she slept in her swing. But once I actually got to work, it went by so fast that I didn’t have time to continue my emotional downward spiral. While I definitely missed her precious face, I was able to get hourly updates complete with photos and descriptions (I am so thankful for the iphone). And it was actually nice to get dressed, do my hair, and be back at a job that I really do enjoy. I forgot how much I do appreciate the company of my students and teaching one of my true passions. But the best part of the day, without a doubt? Coming home to my number one passion at 2:30 this afternoon, and getting to spend the rest of the day with her. It was like Christmas in October.
Ready for my first day …new bag & lunchbox.