Well, I did it. I survived. Actually, I more than survived, I rocked my first day back. The closest I can describe the feeling of returning to work today was how I used to feel with the start of a new school year. Anticipation, excitement, and a little fear. I picked out a pretty new dress for the occasion, and laid out everything I would need for the morning in advance. I was so wrecked last night thinking about leaving my little ones and heading back into the office but this morning, suprisingly enough, I popped out of bed and was ready to go.
The whole day went far better than I anticipated. I jumped right back into my old routine, got caught up on what I’d missed since May, and even participated in a conference call while pumping in a private room. Not too shabby for a first day back! The only thing I’m kind of stressing over is that I got my travel schedule for the fall and I’ve got at least 4 overnight/multi-night work trips scheduled between late September and early November. That is going to be really hard on our family, especially my husband, Brent.
Part of what helped this go round was that I asked to work half days the rest of this week so that I could ease back into things. It’s been nice knowing I only have to dig through a couple of hours and then I can get back to my family. Four hours this morning was the longest I’ve been away from Arlo and I was downright CRAVING him by the time 1pm rolled around.
When I pulled up to the house this afternoon, Everly was napping and Brent and Arlo were waiting for me on the front porch. It was so wonderful to see them as I rounded the corner of our street. I’m grateful to have a job that I love, but nothing truly beats the feeling of coming home!