So, I have been working for 8 days straight.
4 more work days to go! Then it's Thanksgiving!
When I think about it, it is not as hard as I thought it was going to be. Last Sunday I was worrying like crazy about Eloise.
What of she doesn't have enough to eat?
What if she hates daycare?
What if she cries all day?
What if she gets sick?
What if I can't physically let go of her when trying to drop her off at daycare?
What if
I cry all day?
Ted was amazing at reassuring me, and so was Eloise. She was all smiles whenever I went to pick her up from daycare, and she didn't seem to hold anything against us for leaving her all day. :)
Nevertheless, I broke down once.
It was Tuesday night. After my second day of subbing
(I didn't actually start my "real" job this week because I was subbing for the teacher I was supposed to be working with because her daughter was sick) in Boyne City, and my second day of picking up Eloise from daycare and seeing her fall asleep at 5pm
(for the night!) because she was so worn out
(all the extra kids around at daycare, playing outside, new environment, etc.)....I started to cry.
"I don't think I am ever going to see Squeezy ever again. We get home, I feed her and she falls asleep till morning!"
(Except to eat.)"I miss her! I feel like all I'm ever going to do is wash bottles, make more food, and wash dirty diapers."
As I was being a slobbery mess into Ted's shoulder, he told me it was going to be okay and that the next week would be better, because I would only work 5 hours instead of seven.
(and it was Thanksgiving!)I knew he was right. But, I still missed my baby.
Ted offered to wake her up so we could play. But, we had a dilemma. If we woke her up, she would want to eat sooner. If she wanted to eat sooner, I would not have enough time (or milk) to pump for the next day. I was forced to keep Eloise sleeping so she would have food for the next day. :(
Happily, I now have the whole food thing worked out. It takes a couple days to get the supply kicked up for the extra demand. And, now I am always a couple of bottles ahead. :)
Next week will be better. Plus, I got to hang out with Chewy (Eloise) all morning before I went to work today at noon. We had the best time just laying and looking at each other...and occasionally making conversation.
Also, in my defense, Ted said he almost lost it when he dropped off Eloise to daycare for the 1st time, too. So, I am not crazy and/or overreacting!
Sunday..Monday..Tuesday..Wednesday...
then a whole day with The Cheese!