tuesday is daddy day

daddy works from home every other tuesday so that mommy can go into the office for a few hours. on the other tuesday's, daddy is off. so i get to spend some quality time with him and try my best to not bother him when he is working. mommy thinks it's funny how daddy brings all things baby upstairs on the days he works. it helps him keep me busy. he does take a break from time to time and plays with me, which i love.

daddy's office setup at home

keeping daddy company

part 1 of my office

part 2 of my office - the rest of the arsenal

my mid-day coffee break with daddy...

off to work i go

today was another one of mommy's office days. this time, though, i got to go with her. although i didn't sleep nearly as well today as i have been - there was just too much new stuff to look at - it was a lot of fun because there were really nice women there that were all very excited to see me.

miss marilyn made a special trip just to see me

miss christie had been waiting for me all morning

i could tell miss barbara has held lots of babies

A Word from Mommy...

This has been a rough week. Not for Owen. Not for James. But for me. I spent Monday preparing myself and my heart for Tuesday. And Tuesday was heartbreaking. The rest of the week was spent making up for Tuesday.

Yep, I started back to work. Well, actually, I started back last week, but this was the first week that I actually spent a day AT work. See, I am working a flexible part-time schedule - 10 hours/week in the office and 10 hours at home. And on Tuesday morning, my first day away from Owen, my heart ached as I kissed him goodbye. It was the first day in almost 9 weeks that I was going to be apart from him for more than a couple hours. I spent the whole drive to work in tears.

Fortunately for us, James also works at a wonderful place that allows him a flexible work schedule, too. He can work from home for one day one week, and have the same day off the next week. That means that James now either works from home or is off every Tuesday, which allows him to take care of Owen while I spend that same day AT work.

So although I was relieved that James was home...and I had full confidence that Owen was being extremely well-cared-for and loved...and Owen did come see me for lunch (something we'll do every week for nursing purposes and to minimize how much I pump!)...nevertheless, my heart still broke. The tears still ran. And the need for 4:30 to come quickly was overwhelming!

It amazed me just how much I missed him...just how much I ached for him. In that one day, I saw just how much I have come to need him, not just be needed by him. Driving into the garage that evening never felt so sweet!