It's been over three weeks since I've had the time to share anything here - busy. That's how the past three weeks have been.
Busy. Emotional. Stressful. Hectic. Overwhelming.
The night before my first night back to work was horrible. I sat on the couch holding her in my arms bawling for hours. I cried so much that my face burnt from all the tears and my eyes were swollen. Knowing that the next day I'd be walking out the door, leaving her behind for 9+ hours was killing me.
That first day, telling her goodbye was more painful than anything I'd ever felt. I kept wondering if she'd wonder where I was, why I'd left or worry that I wouldn't come back. I held her forever that morning, until the last possible second, and then kissed her goodbye through tears, handed her to Matt and walked out the door...back to work.
I cried that day at work, a lot.
Luckily Matt stayed with her the first week and then my sister and nephew came out to watch her-that helped so much. Knowing while I was adjusting to working again she was still at home with her Daddy and then her Aunt made it much easier those first two weeks.
Matt was an amazing stay at home dad that first week-he had amazing dinners ready each night came home, the house was always clean and the laundry caught up. Honestly, he did more than I did while I was home with her!!
Aunt Maegan spoiled McClellan rotten while she was here. Miss McClellan will be stylin' with all the new clothes that she got!! Keeton was a great helper too!! They came to see me at work one day and we all went to lunch and McClellan got to see everyone I work with.
Week 3 brought the dreaded start of daycare. Honestly this day was easier than I thought it would be. I think having already been back at work for two weeks helped. We'd also gone to Miss Erica's house for dinner the week before-we got to meet all the other kids and parents that McClellan will be hanging out with during the day. That was a HUGE help-McClellan got to meet Erica and Brandy, we got to watch them interact with her and get more comfortable with the whole idea.
My daily schedule looks something like this:
5:00am - wake up, shower, get ready
5:45am-go in and turn on McClellan's radio and soft light to start waking her up
6:00am-get McClellan up, change her diaper and b/f her
6:20am-McClellan gets passed off to Matt while I get dressed and race out the door
6:30am-I'm out the door between 6:30 - 6:40 and heading to Castle Rock
7:15am-Typically I get to the office by 7:15
4:00pm-time to race out the door and head to day care to get Punky
4:45pm-arrive at daycare and see the smiles I've been missing all day!!
5:00pm-arrive home-McClellan has already fallen asleep in the car on the way home
~unpack diaper bag, repack diaper bag, change my clothes, unpack my lunch dishes from work, start dinner...
5:45pm-McClellan starts to wake up, diaper change and get ready to feed her
6:30pm-Matt gets home, finishes making dinner
7:30pm-We eat dinner and McClellan falls asleep, again
~clean up kitchen, make lunches, get things ready for the next day
9:00/9:30pm-feed McClellan and get her ready for bed
~finish cleaning up and get ready for bed
10:30pm-I'm heading to bed and exhausted I crash within seconds...yes I mean seconds
It sucks. If you look at the schedule you'll see that I'm with McClellan for 30 minutes max in the mornings and about four hours in the evenings-at least two of which she's sleeping. I see my daughter, awake, for a total of maybe 2 1/2 hours a day Monday - Friday. It blows.
Trying to squeeze in tummy time, book reading, cuddle time and feeding during all 2 1/2 hours.
::sigh::
It makes me sad. I cry a lot. I feel like in the mornings, I'm not really "with" her-I'm watching the clock the entire time knowing that I
must be done by 6:20 so I can get dressed and out the door on time. There is very little room for error with my schedule. I have to leave home on time to get to work and I have to leave work on time to get to daycare.
I feel like I am burning both ends of the candle ... but, it is what it is.
To say that I'm not jealous of Matt for getting leisurely mornings with her before he takes her to day care...yeah, that would be a lie. They get cuddle time and then take a walk with the dog while I'm racing to get to the office and starting my work day. Jealous-absolutely. Happy-yes, that too. Happy that McClellan gets this special time to bond with her Daddy.
::sigh::
This is our new life, and every second counts.