I'm increasingly emotional about going back to work. The sleep deprivation can only get worse-I'm sure of it. (But then it will get better I'm told). I will become best friends with the breast pump instead of bonding with my little guy 8 times a day. And I feel as though I will miss out on moments with Eli that I can never get back. But....what must be, must be. This past week I had a play/lunch date with some co-workers. One gal who works part time and has her little one stay with family on her work days said she thinks that kids that attend a day care with other kids may be more advanced than her little one-in ways of verbal communication etc. That made me feel a little better, only one of the few comments that actually does make me feel better in this situation. Any mother who has spent 3 months attached (almost physically) to their newborn and then has gone back to work, while leaving her son or daughter with someone else (often times a stranger) knows exactly what I am talking about. Maybe I'm anticipating it to be worse than it will be. Either way, I have thouroghly enjoyed my maternity leave. To the max! I would do anything to get a few more weeks-I even offered to go to the dreaded dentist weekly if I could stay with him longer. I thought a few weeks ago that I would start to play the lottery, hoping to win just enough money to let me go part time...but I didn't do it.
Here are a few more photos from my awesome maternity leave-play dates with friends, get togethers, and plain ol' time with the little guy. I love you Elijah-no matter if I'm with you all day or not!!!! You are the best little boy that a mama could ever have!
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