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Me Time

I haven’t really been taking very good care of myself lately. Mostly because of the 2 months (no exaggeration) that we were all sick. Whenever I felt better, Logan or Michael would get sick and I’d take care of them, then I’d get sick…it was a vicious cycle that didn’t seem to end. Mix in there lack of sleep and I just haven’t been feeling great lately.

I’m trying to keep up with my workouts (when I’m not sick and trying to recover) because that’s one thing that I can still do for myself to stay healthy.

I had started counting down the days until I had an extra day off from work (weeks ago!) and it was literally a light at the end of the tunnel! I was almost giddy with excitement for a ME DAY.

My long weekend started Thursday night with happy hour with a friend. We met at Gold Dust Meridian, a bar I hadn’t been to in a long time but always liked–and their happy hour goes really late, which is nice!

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Their food is really good and I love that the happy hour goes late. You can get cheap, good food and it’s small portions. We started with the deviled eggs and I got the Fried Brussels Sprouts. They were probably the best sprouts I’ve ever had! I seriously could have eaten three more orders of it!

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Here are the Brussels Sprouts: Grana cheese, calabrian chiles, pine nuts, roasted garlic aioli. SO GOOD! Seriously. We both got the happy hour mac n’ cheese. It was a small serving, which was good, just the right amount. The mac was just ok–I prefer creamy. And we split an order of the bourbon BBQ meatballs (3 small meatballs).

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All of the food was really good and it was so nice to get out and be social after basically being locked up in the house sick for two months! And it was nice to talk to a friend about all the stuff that’s been going on in our country as of late. Just talking about things made me feel a little better.

So anyways, Friday finally came. Not only was it a “me day” but the night before Logan had slept in his crib in the nursery all night by himself with no crying AND he only woke up once in the night!

I decided that I would take Logan to daycare for part of the day so I could do some stuff for myself. And I didn’t feel an ounce of guilt! (Ok, maybe I felt a slight ounce of guilt.)

I dropped Logan off at daycare and my first stop was the salon. I was in desperate need of a haircut. It had been 7+ months since I had one (I usually go every 5-6 months) and my hair has been making me crazy and making me feel frumpy because it’s such a frizzy mess I just put it in a ponytail.

Before:

After:

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She cut off about 5 inches and cleaned up the layers. I am so glad I did it!

Next up: the gym. I did some body weight exercises, free weights and weight machines. Then I did 2.75 miles on the elliptical and called it good.

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After the gym I went home and took an extra long shower and ate lunch.

I was starting to feel the itch to pick up the baby from daycare. I missed him. But I had one more stop I wanted to make before getting him: pedicure! Unfortunately I couldn’t find anyone to go with me so I went by myself with my book and it was kind of glorious to just chill out and relax in the massaging chair while I was being pampered.

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I picked up the munchkin from daycare and we spent the afternoon together cuddling and eating and playing. πŸ™‚ It was a good day and I’m glad I took some time for myself.

That Was a Hard Day

Well, my maternity leave is over.

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Last Friday was my first day back in the office. All week I was dreading it. I was anxious, I was sad, I had nightmares several nights about pumping at work. I bawled my eyes out for a few days leading up to. I snuggled Logan until he was like “mom, give it a rest!” I just couldn’t believe our time was up. πŸ™

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Friday came. My alarm on my phone didn’t go off for some reason but thankfully I had a built in alarm clock for 6am — Logan! But it was not a good start to the day. Nothing seemed to be going right but I finally got out of the door and made it to work on time. Carrying a crap ton of stuff.

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A coworker left me a card and a little gift that was really sweet. Everyone was really supportive and understanding. I was able to hold it together (for the most part) and honestly I was so busy it was a good distraction and the only time I started to feel sad was when I was pumping and had quiet time to myself. Michael sent me a photo:

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I thought heΒ looked sad. Then he sent me another photo:

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All better! Back to his sweet self.

So in a lot of ways it was easy to be back in the office. I was busy enough, but not overwhelmed, and could be distracted. It was nice to be working again and using my brain for something other than baby talk and changing diapers πŸ™‚ — as much as I love doing that with Logan. Just knowing myself, I know that being home full time wouldn’t be best for me. As much as I want it to be.

When I first talked to my boss about maternity leave and options she brought up the idea of working from home part time and working in the office part time. She told me a story about someone she worked with years ago at a different office who came back from maternity leave and cried in her office all day for a week and then finally just packed her shit up and left, no notice, just quit. She couldn’t handle it. I remember hearing this story (when I was 8.5 months pregnant) feeling awful for that woman and then thinking that while I’d be sad, I didn’t think that would be me…

Fast forward to last week. Crying for a week! Instead of relishing every single second with Logan during our last week home I kept focusing on the sadness. And I got it. I understood what my boss was telling me.

My boss has been amazing in her support for family bonding, for breastfeeding, everything. These are issues that she feels strongly about and I am so grateful for that.

So the downside to work? Pumping at work kind of sucks. I was in a room that unfortunately didn’t lock and twice people attempted to come in. Then my boss saved the day and told me to use her office when I needed to pump. It really is a stressful, anxiety-inducing thing to be pumping at work (at least for me). I felt really vulnerable and not having a truly private room stressed me out! But, using my boss’s office I was able to pump the rest of the day with no issues.

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I was able to drink a lot of water throughout the day. I pumped three times while at work. I didn’t eat enough and was really hungry but too busy to eat. That’s not good, I need to work on that!

Despite the rocky start to the day, it was actually okay and I did alright. I remember my job!! It was like a muscle memory thing. Once I started doing it again it all came back to me and I was able to do it without thinking about it. So that’s good. I got everything ready for working from home and (crossing my fingers that technology works at home) am ready to get started!

Friday afternoon I got a little surprise delivery:

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Flowers delivered to my office from Michael! It was so incredibly sweet and thoughtful and it really made my day (and made me tear up a little bit at the thoughtfulness). It was so wonderful!

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I was supposed to be off work at 4:30 but stayed late to get my laptop up and running (it took all day unfortunately). I raced home, anxious and excited to see my little guy! And kiss my other guy. πŸ™‚

I asked Logan if he forgot about me and if he missed me and he giggled. We nursed and I smothered him in kisses and then Michael made the evening even better than it already could be and got take out sushi!!

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Love me some spicy tuna! I’ve been craving sushi lately, too. Opened a bottle of wine and I cuddled with my little guy. So all in all, it was a pretty good day, despite the bumps in the road and the heartache of leaving Logan all day for the first time.

I feel prepared to go back to the office. I think it will be okay. I’m almost looking forward to it in a weird way. Having a schedule, structure and routine is basically my entire life. πŸ™‚ So going forward I will be in the office two days a week and home three days a week for the summer. Michael will be working from home those two days, so that’s awesome. I feel so incredibly lucky and fortunate that we have this opportunity for our family!