Well, the Big day has come and gone, and I survived!....Barely. What am I talking about you ask? Work....or the first day back to work specifically.
Mat leave is over, a year gone by in an instant and the reality that comes with a working family life has creeped or should I say blown its way in.
Anxiety, sadness, anger and happiness all blended into a heaping pile of mixed emotions, ever so rapidly twisting and turning into the stress storm of life. Yup that explains it!
So I'll spare you of the roller coaster up and down details of my first day back and sum it all up to a few short blabbers.
1) The day went by fast and was not nearly as bad as how I imagined it to be.
2) People seem to completely under estimate me, leaving me feeling as though I have to prove myself again and show everyone that I am valuable. It sucks starting over!
3) Hearing Mac shreek in delight when I got home from work was awesome and makes me so happy that she was happy to see me.
My final thought/ observation is this...When I was pregnant and quite obviously completely ignorant to a baby's sleep patterns, I dreamed about my mat leave being full of lazy sleep in mornings with a hot cup of coffee, a paper, and a smiling baby. Of course reality is that over the past year of my mat leave, Mac didn't once sleep in and just the small act of a shower would involve some serious time scheduling, toys and the occasional rendition of old MacDonald had a farm sung through the shower curtain.
So after all of these super early crazy mornings, why on the day that I actually want her to wake up early so that I could get extra snuggles before I leave for work, does she decide to sleep in? I actually had to wake her up! What gives??
