I had to go back to work on June 7th. sad. SAD. SSSAAAADDDD. Day.
I cried myself to sleep the night before. Literally - at about 1am I drifted off into a hiccupy, teary, can't-breathe-through-my-nose-for-all-this-crying kind of sleep. I closed my eyes and 2 seconds later it was time to get up and start: The Worst Day.
Maggie was staying home with Kevin the next morning. When I got up I could hear her in her room....talking to herself in her crib.
I didn't go in. I couldn't go in. If I did, I knew I'd NEVER make it out the door. AND if my eyes got any puffier I wouldn't be able to drive.
So, I did what I had to do....hating it every minute. I went back to work after 4 months of Maggie-love - with puffy, sleep-deprived eyes.
I kept wondering "What if she thinks I've left her? What if she wonders where I am? What if she's thinking, "'I need my Momma!" and I'm not there'"
My teammates are all moms so they understood my dilemma and did their best to welcome me back and make me feel better....
My boss brought GIANT chocolate cookies...
I constructed a Maggie shrine in my cube...
Maggie Shrine part 2
Cute cube decor
Fresh hydrangeas
My welcome back "well wishes" from my floor mates
Thankful for good friends!
Mandy
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