Well folks, we survived our first work/daycare combo day. And it wasn’t nearly as bad as I feared.
We got up this morning and C took a shower and then I took a shower while K slept (after 4:30 am feeding). C got K dressed and then I nursed her and got things together before they headed out the door together. I dragged my feet but finally went to work.
Which was insane. Seriously, for a first day back, I might as well have just been there 100 years. My day was essentially pump meeting pump lunch with meeting pump more meetings. It is ridiculous how much has changed and how much has stayed exactly the same.
Surprisingly (and perhaps because I was so busy), I did not feel any burning urge to call daycare in the middle of the day (I did check in yesterday). I trust my provider (who did send me a picture of K in the middle of the day) and honestly, there was no time for me to stop and make that kind of call (not to mention C called today and then left me a message with all the updates). I was also surprised how easy it was to talk about K without become tearful (I thought it would be a lot harder). It was nice to be around adults and bizarre to be able to focus so intently on conversations (and eating my lunch!) as my own person, separate from K. I missed her, but today, anyway, I did not feel desperation or depression. Just a little sad, accepting the fate that I knew was coming.
I did the pick-up this afternoon and it was great to get to my little person and say hello and breathe her in, though I am excited for the day when she is excited to see me (and not just happy to have the boobs back). She did well at daycare (eating 10 ounces and basically letting me know that I should continue to pump an extra time each night just to have extra – she went through all the fresh I provided as well as the frozen I had given). And for the second night in a row, she had a super fantastic evening at home with us – playing on her mat and discovering her feet (and how they can be used to kick objects). She went to bed fairly easily and C and I got to watch some television.
I am glad we have made it through day one (if day one had to happen) and I feel confident that we will keep making it. I’m also super grateful for the good teamwork C and I have in place already that has allowed us to tag team K’s care, house care, Wonderdog care, and self-care. With that being said, let me go prepare for tomorrow tonight so we can have another good morning 🙂