This morning seemed to be a normal Monday morning as I got up to wake and feed Ezaias.
I brought him to our bed, fed him and then played with him while daddy slept next to us.
After changing him and a little more playtime, I put Ezaias down for a nap and went back to join hubby in bed to catch some more z's.
(On most mornings, I'm dashing out of the house to make it to a 9 o clock gym class and leave the changing duties, etc. to daddy. I am so glad this wasn't a gym morning though.)
It dawned on me that I had 2 more short weeks at home with my baby.
I started to feel, well honestly, sad.
As I lay there, I listened to Ezaias talk and play.
I didn't feel tired anymore.
I wanted to spend some time with him.
I walked over to his room.
He was laying on his tummy - babbling.
When he sensed my presence, he looked up at me with most gorgeous puppy dog look ever.
I would have loved to capture that moment with my camera, but I didn't want to move.
He stared at me for a few seconds.
Then I smiled at him and said "Hey Papa" and he flashed his usual big, bright smile.
I felt my eyes start to water and as I wiped them away, he looked @ me with the most concerned look in his eyes.
It was as if he knew.
I wiped the tears away, smiled at him and he smiled back a smile that made me feel like he was saying "Its Going To Be Ok, Mommy".
He then laid his head down.
*Written as I sat on the arm of the rocking chair in room, as I watched him toss and turn, find his finger (to suck) and then drift off to sleep.*
After he fell asleep, I went back into our room, where hubby was still sleeping.
I cuddled up next to him and he asked me if my nose was stuffy (lol).
I said "No. I'm just sad that I only have 2 more weeks at home with my baby".
He chuckled and still half-asleep said "Just enjoy him."
When he realized that I was still crying, he held me real tight and rubbed my back until I drifted off to sleep.
(Lol, I guess there may be two babies in the house!)
I have enjoyed 16 lovely weeks at home with Ezaias and he will be 18 weeks when I return to work.
This is going to be HARD!
What feelings did you have before you went back to work and after you returned to work? What advice can you give to a mom like me who is already experiencing the back to work blues?