Tomorrow is the dreaded day. I have to go back to work. I cannot tell you how fast my time off has gone. It feels like yesterday I was getting ready to have my little man and now he is 7 weeks old and getting so big! He is doing so much more everyday and I feel like I am going to miss something. I was hoping my Doc would find something wrong with me at my 7 week clearance appointment Friday, but no such luck.
The good thing is my parents are going to watch him for the 4 weeks of work left. We only have 3 weeks left with students and then one week of teacher in-service so I am trying to get through it. I keep telling myself it isn't that long! I know they will take great care of Patrick, I am not worried about that! I am worried about how the breastfeeding will continue. I have frozen a lot, which is good. My assistant principal who just had a baby last summer also nursed so I contacted her to see how pumping would work out once I returned. She offered her office to me which is much nicer then trying to do it in my car on my break! I have half hour breaks spaced out throughout the day when my kids go to special or to lunch, so the timing isn't bad. I just hope it doesn't affect my supply at all. We will see!
I also hate telling people that I am going back to work. People always seem so shocked that I would entertain the idea of returning. I had planned on being out the rest of the year, but Pat had to make his appearance a little early which results in me returning to work sooner than expected. People's reactions make me feel like a horrible mom for leaving him. Then I always get the questions, "Are you going to be ok?" "How are you going to handle it?" I mean really? What do you want me to say. Do I like it? NO, Do I have a choice? Not really if I would like to get paid (Which I would since we are building a house soon). I mean really, let's not make this any harder for me then it already is.
Last night, Patrick slept for a 5 hour stretch. I think the angels were singing! It was amazing. I would LOVE for him to do that again tonight, but I won't hold my breath. I see some very LONG days in my future. Four weeks. I can do anything for four weeks.
Pray for patience and strength for me! I will need it when I have to leave this little face every morning:
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How did it go? Hopefully, it will get easier!
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