Tomorrow is the day I have been dreading for 12 weeks... my first day back at work. It isn't that I hate my job or working, or even that I think daycare is a "bad" thing. I'm part nervous about how in the world I am going to get us all out the door in the morning and get to work on time, part scared that work is so crazy it is going to take too long to get caught up, but mostly I'm just sad about leaving Tolson all day. She has been my little snuggle buddy and I have loved our alone time together. She will rarely get my undivided attention again and that just makes me sad. I'm lucky that Lee and work were supportive of me taking a full twelve weeks off, so for that I am grateful.
I'm praying she adjusts to daycare. I'm praying I adjust well. I'm praying it will all get easier in time.
Mom guilt is bad. Working Mom guilt is the worst.
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