Yep. I'm back at work. Full-time. With three children. Whoop. I get the standard questions that I have no idea how to answer: are you glad to be back at work? how is it leaving your baby? how is it going with three kids?
Here's the truth. There are days that leaving my babies really, really bites the big one. BUT most days it is just fine. It is rewarding to me to have quiet moments where I'm only worrying about myself and not three (four, if you count the husband) other people. I feel like that statement exposes the dark underbelly of parenting, but I promised the truth. So it's a conundrum--I miss my kids like crazy during the day but am also thankful for moments to myself (hello, using the bathroom without an audience). I also know they are in good, safe hands, where, true story, Brooklyn didn't want to leave yesterday (that broke my heart just a wee bit).
The other odd thing is that I am way more tired back at work than during maternity leave. I got a nap all but 3, maybe 4, days of my leave, which kept me sane. Unfortch, nap time isn't included in my workday, but if you know my employer, put in a good word for it, m'kay? So there you have it. Not always pretty, but it's a pretty good life. Even better (this is where the gift comes in) is that the tiniest of my tribe has been sleeping from 8:30ish until 3:30-4:00am. That's seven hours, my friends. Seven hours, roughly three of which I am not sleeping, but still, of sleep. Seriously amazing. I think it took Elliott six months for that feat, so gift for mom, indeed.
Wishing you all health, happiness and controlled chaos.