if you have read this blog once you will find no irony in the fact that i struggle with the "wordless" part of wordless wednesday. especially today. it's my first real day back at work. two weeks after i gave birth to a little wiggly thing that i love more than anything in my life. ever.
i cried the whole way to work. i called k and tried to tell him that i was crying. he thought i said dying and frantically began looking for his keys. he told me that i could trust him and my MIL, which i do. wholly.
it isn't as bad as it sounds. she is napping at home with my husband and mother in law. both who are smitten and my mother in law knows more about raising children than i do. so, she is in good hands and asleep.
my being back at work (for three hours mind you) is the only negative thing about my work life. i pan to work from home most days, k will watch here the only days that i will work. and i can always bring her in with me and even breastfeed her in my office.
she will only be with family for the first eight weeks and after that with a nanny across the street who my neighbors have adored for two years. for half a day. and i will work from home on most days. not to mention i doubt i will get paid any less. (because i will actually work and not dilly dally at work as much).(expect more typos).
overall, i am so very lucky. in fact, i bet i could go and find twenty other mothers, in less than an hour, who'd trade places with me.
still. she was inside m for 10 months. and i love her.
it is what it is. and i need to focus on the positive. (i apologize if i sound whiny-i really do know that i am so.very lucky. in so many ways).
now that i have said my piece...here's the love of my life, our bitty poo poo canary: