A lot of you have asked for an update on my recent return to work, so that's what you're getting today. :) Most of you know that I returned to work a couple of weeks ago, after having four months at home with my little man. Most of you also know that I was hesitant to make my new working-mommy debut. I'm sure many people will say that four months is plenty of time to be home with your new baby. However, I can assure you that there is never enough time with the sweet being that you created. Unfortunately, staying at home just wasn't an option for us. Maybe one day it will be, maybe after baby #2 (Yes I'm already talking about baby #2, I guess it's true what they say about forgetting about the pain :-p)? On the flip side, the idea of daycare just made me sick to my stomach. A stranger shouldn't get to enjoy all of my babe's sweet smiles and milestones. Or would a stranger even enjoy those moments? Would he or she just brush off his charm and personality? I couldn't handle it. So here's the deal. For now, I'm working part time, just a few hours a day and I get my nights and weekends to be with my family (that hasn't happened since I graduated high school!). We decided that this is what would be best for our family for the time being. It is best for me and best for Henry, which in turn is best for my husband and the rest of my family. We are so, so very blessed to have my mom watch Henry while I work for a few hours. It's perfect because Henry and I still have our mornings together, I'm still able to nurse for all but one feeding, I know that Henry is in a loving and nourishing environment and we get our evenings and weekends together. Saying that this is a blessing is an understatement. I will forever be indebted to my mother for her help with Henry and I will forever be grateful for my husband's empathy and agreeing to me working part time. Being able to be hands on and engaged with our son is #1 on my priorities list. I will cherish this time for the rest of my life and I just know that Henry will as well. I'm happy to report that I don't have a sob story for you. I sort of get the best of both worlds. I'm only away from my nugget for four hours a day, four hours that he is lucky enough to spend with his Gigi. That leaves us with eight hours to spend together adventuring and staring at one another. EIGHT HOURS!!!! Seriously I could stare at that kid all.day.long. I'm so incredibly thankful that this is how it worked out. I didn't think it would, so I just can't even express my gratitude. Thank you to all of my friends/readers who encouraged me and were supportive of my decision to return to work. Thank you all for coming here day after day to read what I have to say. You guys have helped me a ton, especially with this momma gig. :)
I also wanted to share Henry's St. Patrick's Day outfit. Tell me he doesn't look like a toddler in this pic. Ok, maybe not a toddler, but he looks so big! WHY is he growing up so fast!?