Day two of my return to work was even more bearable than day one … Waverly only woke up once in the night, leaving me with more sleep, I was less nervous and a little more prepared, and I was mentally more aware that the day would go by fast and I would be home with my baby girl before I knew it.
However, there was one slight hiccup. A hiccup I have since laughed off … But that I must mention. During my second block, the time I have allotted for my pumping session, I walked down to our department office just as I did the day before. The difference? This time … I ended up walking back with milk soaked down my brand new turquoise shirt, just in time to meet & greet my brand new third block. Enough said. It’s a story I’ll share with our Waverly Maye one day.