After the arrival of Obi, 12 weeks later, I face my return to work. I feel so unprepared and ready at the same time! As I listen to Obi crying himself to sleep, still in my Pj's at 10:30am I wonder how long it will take to readjust for the both of us. I'm just sure I'm leaving him in good hands.
So as I prepare to rip the bandaid off and jump back in full time, I remember back to the wonderful, marvelous, night he was born.
This made me want to cry. I remember this feeling so much. I know you cherished every second of this 12 weeks. Don't worry Obi IS in good hands, Olive will take good care of him. Lol
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