Going Back to Work... For a Week.

Sweet smiles during our early morning playtime in bed before work

"Mommy, you are SO funny!"

Yesterday was my first day back at work. Luckily I remembered from Calliope's early days that it wouldn't be as bad as I feared. And it was pretty easy... until the nanny texted me some sweet photos of my little one. Then I was a little wistful. But certainly not tearful.

She was awake when I got home, because Eleanor had a meltdown just before I arrived, and wanted to nurse immediately. Just like Calliope used to do. And then was ready for bed by 6 pm.

I'll admit I missed her enough that I eased her out of the RNP for a dream feed at my own bedtime. Just needed a little more time snuggling. In the near darkness, I could pretend she was still a newborn. A sleeping-through-the-night newborn.

She's eating well for Susie and we are figuring out the schedule but I'm definitely not pumping enough for her. It's clear that I will have to pump on weekends, come September, in order to maintain an oversupply for pumping during the week. For now, I have a freezer stash and I'm assuming she will be fine when she's with me to nurse.

Tomorrow she comes to work with me as it's a half day for the students and then I have an end of the year lunch with my coworkers. Next week I will work two more days, just packing up my office, then it's officially summer time!