Before Lily was born, 12 weeks of maternity leave sounded like so much time.
Boy, was I wrong!
I had all these ideas of cleaning out Ann Catherine's closet, unpacking boxes of clothes for Lily that AC no longer wears and getting all those things done that I've been putting off.
Today, I am back at work and embarrassed to say that NONE of that got done! But, to be honest with you, most of that was my fault. I can remember a couple of times when I was holding Lily while she slept (and while Ann Catherine was at daycare) and thinking, 'I should put her down and get some things done.' And then I realized that I was doing the most important thing I could do at that point.
I was holding my baby.
So, here I am back at work - taking care of Jerry instead of Ann Catherine and Lily (just kidding, Hayes!) The most beautiful pink roses were sitting on my desk courtesy of my sweet husband. He did the same thing when I returned to work after having Ann Catherine and Melissa. I remembered that day, when I saw the roses, I burst into tears because I missed Ann Catherine so much. But today I didn't cry at all when I saw them. Does that mean I miss Lily less? No, not at all. But maybe after the second child it's a little easier to return to work. I know that she's in good hands and I know I'll see her as soon as I get home.
If you notice dark circles under my eyes during the evening news, be kind. Lily still gets up once during the night and then Ann Catherine is up - bright and early - at 6:30 a.m. I came to work today armed with concealer!
Let's hope it works!