Working Mom

I went back to work this week and it was hard exhausting fun stressful empowering guilt-inducing a mixture of emotions. I definitely missed my students, but OH MY LAWD I missed mah beybee! Amazing how people say you're priorities will change, but you just can't anticipate how MUCH they'll change until the little human lump shows up. I never thought I'd be someone who could be a stay-at-home mom (and I still am not sure I would be completely fulfilled if I was), but it was so much harder going back than I thought it would be.

Thank god it was River's Pop Pop who was providing "quality in-home childcare" (Pop Pop's sale slogan for his budding childcare business). It takes the stress out of leaving River as well as some of the guilt. Those two are happy clams while Mom is slaving away at work - they've got walks to attend to, playing with the dog (who River now loves to watch and laugh at), looking at things (anything, really), and naps in the glider (yes "naps" is plural, as our "quality childcare attendant" participates in naptime as well. The glider puts him down like a horse tranq.) I don't think I can even start to put into words how lucky both Nick and I feel to be able to leave River with my dad each day. Knowing that he's with family is such a relief, because you simply don't have to worry that he's being loved on, cared for, and attended to (well, other than that time I came home to Riv velcroed to the couch...)