Month: August 2011

hi-ho hi-ho.

Posted on by mommyinthemidwest

I did it.  After 12 not-always-glorious (okay, rarely glorious) weeks off, I went back to work.  I moaned a bit about having to go back on a Wednesday, which is my Friday, but it worked out just fine.  It was kind of a good transition shift.  I think I’d be more depressed if I’d gone back with a full 40 hour work week in front of me.  Okay, 37.5 hour work week (I work for the state). 

I felt like a rusty old machine when I got to work but before I left for the day, I was getting back into the swing of it.  Regardless, it didn’t make it any easier to leave the house last night when it was time to make the drive downtown to work.

I dropped the boys off after lunch yesterday so I could squeeze in an afternoon nap and lingered….and lingered….and lingered a bit.  What?  As it turns out, Dexter was hungry.  What’s the point of wasting a bottle and having to go home and pump when I could just hold him and snuggle up to him and smell his little head and kiss his face and … oh yeah, feed him, for just a few minutes. 

I thought it would be easier the second time around since I know and love our babysitter.  Not so.  Apparently the sadness I felt with Theo was only partially due to the fact that I was leaving him with a complete stranger.  Now that complete stranger is the person I trust totally and completely with my boys.  But it didn’t matter.  I still cried on the way home, thinking about the fact that I’ve spent 12 weeks with Dexter and I’ll never get them back.  I’ll never be able to spend that much time with him again.  I guess it’s about quality and not quantity sometimes.

But, I can do this.  I’ve done it before and we’ll all be okay.  Everyone says “Dexter’s fine! He’ll do great!”  Duh.  It’s not him I’m worried about.  sadfacesadfacesadface.

smiling through the tears (but not really),
~C~

ssssick.

Posted on by mommyinthemidwest

Last week, Theo woke up with a high fever that rose and fell for four long days.  He was pitiful.  It got up to 103.6 Wednesday night, which prompted a call to the after hours nurse.  Luckily it never got higher than that and we didn’t have to go to the ER, but it was scary just the same.

Thank goodness Dexter didn’t get it.  And thank goodness that I was still on maternity leave and that R could work from home in order to be available to help me out when things got crazy.  Having two babies that desperately need you is a challenge.  As much as I hate it when Theo is sick, I cherish my role as his mommy and soak in all of the cuddles and hugs he is willing to share.  They’re not easy to come by these days, after all.

In other sick news, it’s sick that my itty bitty baby is almost 12 weeks old and is already rolling over, laughing, bearing weight on his legs, and is thoroughly enjoying sitting in the bumbo seat.

It’s sick how cute Theo is, even when he’s miserable.

It’s sick how the kid I babysat when she was 7 just turned 15 because that makes me feel old.  She just became a big sister, which is all kinds of awesome.  We met Baby Beau Saturday and he is precious.  Sick how much smaller he was than Dexter and there are only 6 weeks between them.  Kids grow way too fast.

It’s sick how much Theo looks like his dad.

It’s sick that my maternity leave ends today and that Dexter will be going to the babysitter on a regular basis now.  Makes me sick knowing I will never get to spend this much time with my boys again.  Ever in life.  I don’t know if I’m cut out to be a stay-at-home mom, but I’d sure give it a whirl if I had the chance.

Sickeningly cute how hard Dexter is trying to suck his thumb lately.

Success.
~C~