Growing Up

I just looked back to see when the last time I posted was… because I knew it had been quite a while. My adorable girl is now two months old and is making me smile more and more every day. She seems to be looking more and more like her own little person and less like a little version of her daddy every day. With these changes is coming quite a funny little personality. She’s really starting to laugh and smile and recognize us more now and that makes daddy very very happy when he comes home from working all day.

I have been back to work for a week now and realize that it would be pretty much impossible to get serious work done every day with her home with me. I have been super lucky that my job is flexible enough where I have been able to put out the fires during the day and work on projects in the evening when baby girl can spend time with daddy. After this week she will be going to a neighbor friend to be watched during the day for a while so that I can get work done. I love knowing that she will be right down the street and in good hands.

This week is my first trip back in jet setting action and naturally I will be away from her. I knew that I would miss her and that leaving would be a little tough but I just figured that it would not be a big deal, especially knowing that she will be in the very capable hands of one of her meme’s. Somehow my body decided that it is a VERY big deal and that I should be getting a tension headache over it. For my own sanity, and hers, I know that I could not be a stay at home mom. I would not be good at it and I would also not be giving her the benefit of learning how to be away from mom and dad and be with kids her own age to learn to be prepared for preschool and kindergarten.  I also know that I would not feel as though my entire person were fulfilled and that would seriously affect my brain balance which would totally affect my ability to be a good wife and mom. I know all of this logically. And I know that this will become totally fine and routine and normal and it won’t be a big deal to travel short trips again. I also know that I need this kick in the pants to get me started.

At least I still have good ole Gumby and Pokey by my side to let me know it will all be okay.