Tomorrow is my first day of work since Katie was born. I have been off work for 14 weeks. I love my job and I'm semi-excited to go back, but then there's the colic.
Colic stole my maternity leave from me. It stole from me a sweet snuggly cuddly newborn who happily nursed and then feel asleep on my chest.
I'm terribly sad that just as she's seeming to get better, just as I'm starting to enjoy her, I have to return to work.
I have this huge guilt that I spent all this time at home, hating most of it and wishing her infancy away.
Then there's the feeling of relief, the promise of 8 whole hours without crying. Eight whole hours of adult conversation. Only, I'm afraid I'll be the one crying all day. Not to mention the added guilt for feeling the relief.
It's only two days/wk, I'm nursing over my lunch break, Kelton will be there with her. Everything will be fine, everything will be fine, everything will be fine....
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Hang in there. Maybe work will give the relief that you need to start the next day refreshed and loving every minute of your kiddos. I will be think of you.
I was so relieved to get your text earlier. I cannot imagine what the last 14 weeks have been like. I'm glad that you started blogging about it. I'm always thinking about ya! :)
I started a blog too! Seems to be the "in" thing. Not sure what I have to talk about. LOL
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