The bewitching hour has struck. The time has come. The inevitable is here. I have to go back to work. I didn’t think going back to work would be so hard, boy was I wrong. Being off work for 12 weeks on maternity
leave and only being away from my son for about 2hrs at the most, they expect
me to want to go back to work—no way José!
But, at least I’m only working part-time—every Saturday and Sunday
7a-7p. I’m a Unit Clerk, which is a
fancy word for Secretary, at a local hospital.
I had my first day back last Saturday—I cried on the way to work, while
I was pumping, when I went to the bathroom, and on the way home. I succeeded in not having anyone see me
cry!! Bonus! My hubs Kenny will be watching Holden all
weekend, so at least that gives me some relief knowing he’s not in daycare, and
that he is having Daddy-son bonding time.
That warms my heart. I just have
to adjust to this working mom role. I’m
sure it will get easier, but these first few weekend will be brutal. Kenny was so sweet, he sent me photo updates
and texts to let me know how Holden was doing.
Of course the pictures made me teary eyed and miss him more, but it was
nice to see his face. I just wonder how
the moms do it who works an everyday job M-F/9-5 gig does it. I bet it’s just as hard, but I’m lucky to only
have to work two days a week. Well, I
better sign off, I have to be up for my middle of the night pump, and then up
at 5am for work. Yippy! NOT…..till next time….
Brightest Blessings,
Valerie
Valerie
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