Maddox and I both survived our first week back at work. Apparently he's Mr. Perfect 'cause he didn't cry at all on Wednesday or Thursday and only fussed for a few minutes today just before I picked him up because he was hungry. The little kids loved him and he was happy. I couldn't ask for more.
I only cried a little bit on Wednesday in the car after we dropped M off, but then I sat down at my computer and everything felt normal, like baby M was napping upstairs. When 10:30 rolled around each morning and I had to pump I had a few "this totally sucks" moments. Sorry if that's TMI, but there's nothing snuggly about a pump.
On Thursday I felt like super mom when I managed to get showered and dressed, put makeup on, packed baby M's bag, packed my pump and got us out the door before 8 all by myself. Of course then I got lost on the way to a conference because of road closures and didn't get there as early as I'd hoped. Whatever.
This morning we took our time getting ready. Baby M and I played on his mat, did some tummy time and snuggled before I dropped him off at daycare. When I picked him up today he smelled like the most delicious curry, I just wanted to nibble on his ears, nose and toes. Mmmmmmm yummy baby.