First Day Back at Work

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11:06pm

Well, I did it.  I went back to work.  (finally!)  The thing is I got cancelled on Monday AND Tuesday.  Monday I was told that I had to go thru employee health with a note from my Dr. saying I could return to work.  (?!)  You’d think I’d have been told of this responsibility LONG before I had to return to work.  I managed to get it all done by early Monday afternoon, and STILL they had to cancel me on Tuesday, cuz I wasn’t in the computer system as HR had not put me into the hospital system.  So I was actually quite pleased to get a couple more days with Robert.  But it put off the inevitable. 

Today wasn’t a good day for little baby Robert, I was told.  He screamed for a LONG time after I left I guess.  I know Roy fed Robert about 1.5 ounces of EBM (expressed Breast Milk) after I left and then took him up to his Mom’s house so he could go to work.  His mom said Robert was upset for a long time and had to get the Gripe Water.  He had a poo after that and then I think went to sleep.  Then he only would take one ounce for my Mother -in – law.  So when I called around 2pm, he was crying and had hardly eaten anything.   She said she was warming his milk and would feed him, but I felt sad all the same.  There was nothing I could do for my crying son, and I wished I could be there for him always.  But this is life and so I guess we all have to deal with it eventually. 

I, on the other hand, had a pretty good day at work.  On the way in i got teary eyed, but pulled it together so I didn’t look like a reddened, bloated faced woman!!  and I started work with just two jaundiced babies.  One went home this afternoon, and then I got 2 admissions.  Nothing too strenuous, thank goodness.  I also got a chance to catch up with a couple friends at work.  That was cool, too. 

This time when I left work I had good reason to hurry home!  It feels all different when you yourself aren’t the main focus of your time and attention.  When it’s going to someone as small and innocent as a baby, it feels … good.  Like my time is so much more valuable than it ever has been.  Because it’s going to help raise this new life, new love. 

When I got home, Robert was crying in the bedroom and Dylan had heated up some EBM.  But, since my boobs came home with me, Robert got those instead!!  (I believe it would be his preference!!)  He did take 5 oz for his Dad before leaving his Grandma’s house, tho.  And he got that at 5 or 5:30pm.  So he took a total of 11 oz while I was away.  I have a feeling he’ll take more as he gets accostomed to being away from Mom from time to time. 

Well.  It looks as if I may be able to do some reading before I go to sleep.  Unfortunately, all the stuff from today isn’t put away, and I’ll have to deal with some of it tomorrow.  I wish the house was sparkly clean and organized so I could have a day to relax and do whatever struck my fancy tomorrow.  But instead, I’ll start the day, as usual, cleaning and putting stuff away.  I guess I should get used to this, as I think it may be in my future too.  Ah well.  It’s worth it to have a family that is close. 

Roy’s down in his shop.  *sigh*  I wish he’d come up here and chill with us.  but I understand his drive to get stuff done.  He’s got so many car projects…  I sure hope he gets to bring one to fruition soon.  It would do him a ton of good!  (and hopefully make him a ton of cash!!)

ok.  I’m getting tired.  Guess I’ll take the opportunity to do some reading.  Robert is in my bed on my side, so I’ll have to scootch him over.  Then he’ll probably awaken and want to eat.  I think he isn’t long for his basinette.  In fact his crib sheets are ready for pickup at Walmart, and then I can make up his crib.  He’s getting too big for the basinette I think.  When he startles he NAILS it so hard!! And when he wakes up kicking, his basinette squeaks and squeaks!!  I’m sure he’s going to be glad to get to go into his crib!  It’s so nice and roomy compared to the basinette.  I just hope I can attach a mobile, or put my bubble lamp in the room with his crib for comfort.  WHERE these things will go is another story.  I’ll have to figure it out!

Nighty night for now!

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