Back to Work...

Another day I have been dreading since I had Easton . . . my first day back to work.  This past Monday was THE day, and it actually went better than I thought.  I for sure cried the night before just thinking about not being with him all day and all the things I would miss him doing throughout the day.  My biggest fear is missing him doing something new for the first time like rolling over, sitting up, crawling, his first word, etc. 

I have some amazing friends in my life who have been through it before and have great advice.  I got a sweet email from one of my best friends, Jennifer, who said "If you didn't see it, then it didn't happen".  I love that advice :)  It will break my heart if it happens and I wasn't there, but I will just keep repeating that phrase in my head. . .haha.  I know it's inevitable and I can't not let him progress just because I'm not there.  I just wish I had a little video camera on him at all times that gives me live coverage at work :)  of course then I wouldn't get my job done. . .haha

The amazing thing about me going back to work is that he will be with his Lolly, my mother-in-law, all day.  If I'm not able to be at home with him, then the next best thing is family.  I know that she will love him like no day care person ever could.  I can be at work and do my job to the best of my ability because I know he is being well taken care of.  I don't have to worry (too much) about him and if someone is playing with him, talking and singing to him, and taking care of his every need.  We are so blessed to have her and appreciate her wanting to watch him while we are at work. 

Going back to work makes me appreciate every second that I get to spend with him.  It's that much sweeter when I see him at the end of the day and our weekends together will not be taken for granted.  I will miss playing in bed in the mornings, our afternoon naps, cuddling on the couch, kisses throughout the day, and just wasting the day watching his precious face. 

I'm already counting down the days until Thanksgiving Break. . .

I love you Easton J