My First Day

Well, today was my first day back at work. I have been off for 13 weeks, and I can't even begin to say how fast it went, but I knew it would be over eventually. Last week, I was so sad when I thought about not being with Axten all day, and I cherished every moment with him. I finally had a good cry on Sunday night, trying to get it out of my system. We had a talk. I told him how much I would miss him, and I would be thinking about him all day long, and it would only be a few hours and I would be home again. So waking up Monday was hard, but I was okay, up until the time I had to kiss him good-bye, then the flood gates opened up again. I tried to compose myself by the time I got to work, but when I pulled into the parking garage, I remembered the last time I was there, Axten was in my belly. Again, I was incredibly sad and it sounds weird, but it was such a lonely feeling. I sat down at my desk, and started going through my 1,100 emails (lots were junk mail, thank goodness!) which brought me to lunchtime, then I had to call to see if he was okay. I knew he would be because he was home with Daddy. You would think that I should be used to leaving my kids all day, but I don't think it gets easier no matter how many kids I have, no matter how many times I've had that first day away. But I made it, as I have before, and pretty soon I will be used to my work schedule again. I'm still hoping to hit the PowerBall though!!!