It's fun when coworkers ask if it's good to be back. I just kind of cheerily say, "Sure!" sarcastically or "It'll take some getting used to" sincerely. I tried to pretend to be actually happy to be back, but it's not true and I don't think anyone believed me.
I hate it. I hate that some of the only people there I talked to regularly are gone (but I'm happy they found new jobs that are more suited to them), and that I'm not even doing my full job yet. For the next month I'll be doing "special projects," which means all the little side projects I'd try to squeeze in between my usual big projects. Since she has someone doing those big projects for now (my maternity replacement), I get to finish up all those side projects. Which aren't interesting. And it makes me a little nervous that she doesn't desperately need me back. Nothing like going back to work with two new mouths to feed and feeling like your job might be on shaky ground. I'm sure I'm just being paranoid. I hope. As much as I hate being away from the kiddos all day, we need me to keep working for the foreseeable future.
But everyone has been really nice, asking about the babies, asking to see pictures, and deeming them totally frakking adorable. So that's been fun. And I can finally sleep on the train again, now that Periwinkle isn't digging into my left ribcage. How I missed those 30-minute naps in the final weeks of pregnancy!
The babies continue to do awesome at daycare, saving most of their crying for us at home. Although they are sleeping great, so I can't complain too much! They've even slept straight through from 11pm to 6:30am a few times. It's glorious! We are so lucky they are both doing it at the same time. Although last night they were up at 3:30am begging for food, so we aren't at sleeping through the night EVERY night quite yet, but I will take what I can get!
Here's a photo from Day 31 of Project 365, which was Superbowl Sunday!
Indigo wasn't happy to be propped incorrectly (very briefly) on the Boppy for this photo, but I wanted them closer together. He was yelling at me. He cracks me up...