Back To Work

 If you are reading this, at this very moment, it means that I am somewhere within the ROCORI School District and back to work.  I love my job very much, but it is so super hard to leave my babies and send them to daycare:( 

 At times and for fleeting seconds I wish it were still the 1950's when a majority of moms were able to stay home.  Then I think of how oppressed women still were in that era and I say, um...no thank you:)  I wish I could stay home in this era, how's that:)  If we could make it work I would SO stay home for the 5 more years (just five years dear husband) that it would be until both of our kids would be in school.  I know I'd go a little crazy because I LOVE socializing, teaching, and talking with big people, but I would be willing to make the sacrifice for feeling lonely at times.  Because let's be honest, this little one and his big sister are only small once.  Eventually the law states that they cannot stay at home with me anymore anyway and I want to soak them up now as much as I can.  

Kieran and I have had the BEST maternity time together.  I am so thankful he timed his birth just right (wink, wink I guess I should give credit to the big guy) and we were able to get almost 12 full weeks! He's done and seen a lot in his short 11 weeks so far.  We've had tons of snuggle time at home.  Also some tummy time like above as you can see he is lifting himself off the floor a little bit!  I am going to miss just sweeping him up while he naps and camping out on the couch to stare at him and kiss him while he rested...sigh. Then there is the best thing, when he started to smile.  We love to lay on the floor, on our sides, and smile and talk to each other.  He's quite loud, (ahem...can I say he's a Dornfeld)!

We also got out a lot too and he visited friends at work with, went clothes shopping, and doctor's appointments.  He's nursed and been fed in many a dressing rooms! I even went to a counseling appointment once (early on when I thought I was losing my sweet postpartum depression mind) and he didn't make a peep. Sometimes I think I just like to hear myself talk:)  Oh well, either way I'm happy to say we got through that one as well:) I will always remember our three days a week that we had together just the two of us, sleeping in until 9 when it was needed, and bonding together.  I didn't know how I would be with a boy (all their crazy parts and all), but man do I love this little guy to the moon and back.  Please pray that things for him go well at daycare.  How many more months until summer?