12 weeks later and the hard stuff begins

You never know how hard it’s going to be until you have to do it that first time. Yesterday evening, I left my little Ronnie at my mom’s house so I could go to work, for the first time in about 12 weeks.

It’s amazing to me how much room that little guy can take up inside me. I feel like he is every part of me.

I talked to my mom about it, she said with the hard time I had at the end of the pregnancy and the rough time during and after delivery, the baby and I have quite the bond, and she could not imagine how tough it was to leave him.

I know he is good hands, after all…he is with my parents…and they raised me after all. I am positive they can handle it.

I knew it was going to be hard to leave him….but I had no idea that it would have me crying for at least half of the 50 mile drive to work. I’m staying with my parents for this rotation, I just don’t think I could stand to be that far from my sweet little guy for that long.

FMLA was such a blessing, I am lucky to have a job that allows me to spend that time with Ronnie, and create that bond with him. I am glad that I was able to take advantage of the time. 12 weeks did not last long at all, I was surprised at how quickly it passed.

It’s a new path, being a working mom, but I know that it will be good for all of us in the long run…I’ll miss my little guy, but I am working for him now. His smiles, half grins, and coos make everything worth while.

So, I will miss him, but in the end I know that having both of his parents can be just as good for him as if I stayed home with him.

Any first time moms out there? Any one gone back to work yet?