I’ve done my first full week back at work albeit three days but the important thing is I survived. That’s not to say it wasn’t hard or that I wasn’t emotional, especially on that first morning. I should have hung a sign around my neck – don’t ask if I’m okay, I will cry!
The fateful day has arrived, I am on my last day of maternity leave and due back to work tomorrow. (Casually throws up) I dropped Ollie off for his last settling in session at nursery today and was official baby free for four hours.
While at certain times I have longed for an hour to myself to sleep, eat or paint my nails or generally do all those mundane things which become a ridiculous challenge once you have a baby, I do find myself lost when he’s not there and keep looking around or trying to listen out for him. One thing which I find really strange is going out without a pram, I can get places so much quicker.