Today marks one week since I returned to work. Since so many people have asked how my first week went, I thought I would write about it.
In short, it was good, hard and not like I planned.
So pretty much, as to be expected.
I cried a lot on Wednesday. I think I wept five times before my 8:30 meeting, and then teared up in the meeting. Though I love my work, it didn’t make it easier to be away from Ezra.
I knew the first day would be the hardest. I cried a lot day one when I left Elias and Adeline too.
My colleagues were super sweet and my office “roommate” had roses and a sign waiting for me on my desk. All day friends texted and emailed me to check in. I felt very loved.
Ezra did well with his bottles and being with Matthew. (Because of my extensive travel in March and not wanting to pump on the road, Ezra didn’t have a lot of bottles while I was on leave, so we were a bit nervous about this.)
Thursday was a bit more challenging, but for totally different reasons. Wednesday night Ezra was fussy in the middle of the night, but I thought it was just gas.
At 7:45 Thursday morning, about 20 minutes before I needed to leave, I picked him up to feed him and he was burning up. I took his temperature at it was 102.2.
Are you kidding me?
We found some tylenol, I nursed him and Matthew assured me they would be fine. His parents would be arriving by noon and they would manage.
Well, Ezra wouldn’t take a bottle and cried for much of the morning. So I came home just after lunch. (Thankfully, my boss is incredible and me leaving to take care of Ezra and working from home for the afternoon was not a problem.)
Late in the afternoon, I took Ezra to the pediatrician and she said it was just a virus and call again if he still had the fever in five days. He was just pitiful, as you can see below.
The fever last four days, finally breaking Sunday morning.
Sunday afternoon was his dedication at church and we were grateful he was feeling better!
Monday morning, Matthew’s parents left and I headed to work, praying that the day would be like my first day away. Easy, peasy.
Unfortunately, Ezra has not quite gotten the hang of the bottle. He gets mad, cries and, while he eventually takes it, it is pretty brutal for Matthew. Of course, this is stressful for me too, knowing they both are having a hard time.
I think I have spent close to $100 on bottles trying to find one Ezra will take.
I know that he will get the hang of it – he likes milk too much not to – but the process is hard. We should have been more diligent while I was on leave, but hindsight is 20/20.
Work-wise, things are going well. I hardly feel like I was gone for 4 months. I have projects and deadlines, am headed to a conference tomorrow and am happy to be back.
I have had to adjust to again getting up with an alarm, getting out the door by a certain time, remembering to pack a lunch, etc., etc., etc.
The part I dislike most about going back to work (besides missing Ezra) is pumping. UGH. I just hate it. But it’s only for a season!
Today, I am working from home. Typically my work schedule allows for this one day a week. It is such a gift. Not only does it save me 2 hours of commuting (more fringe hours!), but I get to be home with Ezra.
This morning, he is asleep in the swing and happy as can be.
It’s going to be a great day!