I went back to work full-time yesterday. It was bittersweet. During the first weeks of maternity leave, I honestly yearned to go back to work. I love my son but I was craving some me time even if it was at work. But as the days got nearer to the end of my leave, I started holding him a little tighter. I started holding him a little longer. I started wondering how I ever thought I would be ok leaving his side for over 10 hours. As he did yesterday, while I was getting ready for work this morning, he was tugging at my heartstrings. How does he know where they are already? Smarty-pants.
He’s grown so fast before my very eyes in the past 3 months. Each moment is fleeting and I’m upset that I will be missing out on those moments. I hope he doesn’t forget me. 😦