On November 21st, I am returning back to work. Thankfully, it is part-time (MWF), and Michael (and my mom, occasionally) will be watching Violet, and I will get to be home with her while Michael is in school the rest of the week.
This past Tuesday and Wednesday, though, I had to attend training downtown so that I can perform the new work functions that I will have. My mom watched Violet on Tuesday, and Michael had her Wednesday. I was extremely anxious in the weeks leading up to it, as the longest I had ever been away from her before was MAYBE two hours. And in preparation for the Big Day, I have spent the last month staying up way too late every night in order to pump milk so that my little one wouldn't starve while I was away (thank GOODNESS she has always taken a bottle well).
To make a long story (and one that is probably interesting only to myself) short, it went great.
As in, she didn't cry at all, and I am not even entirely sure she even noticed I was gone. When I got home Tuesday, my mom said Violet got excited when she heard my voice, but there was no tearful reunion, reproachful looks, or desperation to nurse. Sure, she was happy, but just about as happy as she gets when I leave the room and return after a two minute absence.
Wednesday was Michael's first solo day with her, and it went off without a hitch as well. Lots of long walks and good ol' fashioned daddy time (and boy does that little girl love her daddy!).
Violet even napped both days (a feat I can never manage with her unless she is attached to me, if you know what I mean).
So, first off, an ENORMOUS thanks to my mom for watching Violet (and for the other million things she does every day for me and everyone else). And kudos to Michael for doing such a terrific job (not that I had my doubts--he is an amazing dad, which is why I married the man).
And I have to say that, while I am not exactly looking forward to it, I am now no longer dreading returning to work.
And no, no pictures right now. I have to find my camera cord to upload some pictures. So sorry. In all honesty, though, everyone says Violet looks exactly the same as she did four months ago, with the addition of her teeth.
OH! And in other exciting, Violet-centric news: she is on the verge of crawling! When we were in Disneyland a couple weeks ago, she started getting up on all fours for the first time. Since we've returned, she's done a couple crawls before collapsing, but she mostly either scoots along on her face, with her legs pushing, or she pulls herself forward with her hands. As with everything else she does, it is The Most Amazing Thing Ever and Absolutely Adorable. My baby is awesome.