The day started off ok – well, ok enough for a first day back at work. Up early to shower and get dressed, then downstairs to the coffee my husband made me. A moment with e-mail and news to enjoy the coffee. Back up to dry my hair and finish getting ready.
The babies cooperated as well. Ashlin was quietly waiting for me to go get her out of her crib to nurse. What a huge smile she gave me when she finally noticed me peeking over the crib. Almost made me forget about the screaming and crying at 2:30am. She was a hungry baby!
Stu came up after a bit to wake Teagan up. She woke up in a sweet mood too. So nice when she does, makes you want to play with her all day when she’s cute and sweet like that. She asked for two piggy tails, please. Sure thing, sweetness!
I comb Teagan’s hair while Stu brings all the bags (OMG! So many bags!) out to the car. He was working from home thanks to early conference calls and training, so I was the one to take the girls to day care.
Teagan was a big help too, she carried in Ashlin’s bottles of milk, and held my hand, while I had the baby in the infant seat and her bag of diapers, wipes and clothes. I forgot how much stuff you need to bring to day care for a little baby.
I leave Ashlin and all her stuff by the door to the infant room and walk Teagan to her section of the big room – the big Two’s! So exciting that mommy is dropping her off. She has to tell everyone that I’m her mommy – “My mommy! Teagan’s mommy!” She’s also excited that her sister is going to be there too and shouting about “Ashlin, right dere!” She asks for a kiss before I go and get Ashlin settled. Yay! I hope she always asks for a kiss before we say goodbye for the day.
Ashlin was a bit more subdued than her older sister. Curious and confused at first, not sure what was going on. I give the instructor the quick run down – she sleeps swaddled best, she’s on a routine that’s not quite two hours between naps, three hours between feedings, watch out! she rolls all over, sits well when supported, and can do a tripod sit on her own for about 15 seconds now, she’s grabby and will look for dropped toys, but usually in a good mood and smiles a lot. I mention that she’s breastfed, so hasn’t gotten many bottles. As I hand my baby to the instructor, Ashlin breaks down into tears. I know she doesn’t understand. I give my baby a big hug and kiss. I don’t cry. I tell the instructor to call me if there are any issues, and I leave my baby.
It wasn’t easy. I didn’t cry, although I did get very close. <sigh>
When I got into the car, Melt With You was playing on the radio. Warm and happy thoughts tried to overcome the sadness. I missed my baby.
BTW, work sucked.