Today marks the beginning of a transition…one of many we’ve already been through or have yet to experience. Nutella is back at work today and I’m at home for the next 11 weeks (FMLA gives me 12, but I took off a week for our beach vacation). Nutella is very sad to have to go back to work, but we decided a while ago it was the right plan for us at this time. We need our two incomes to live comfortably, and I’m not sure either of us is cut out to be a full-time stay-at-home-mom. We’re glad to have gotten this much time to be with Curly though, and also delighted that when I’m done, the grandmothers will be taking over.
So I sit here typing with my hiccuping boy on my lap, who just woke up for the day. I’m curious how he’ll do taking bottles half the day. I’m looking forward to documenting his patterns a bit so we can get on at least a loose schedule. And I’m looking forward to all the things we’re going to do together- trips to the park, gardens, the zoo, the pool, museums, malls, various cities to take strolls, etc. I really want to make the most out of my time with my son. But one thing is certain- we will both miss Eemah to bits.