She did it again. Somehow even in passing, Nico saved me again.
Today has come and almost gone without the waves of sadness and guilt I expected to feel and this, once more is all thanks to her. You see; today was my first day back at work. After over two years of pregnancy and nurturing babies I have made the leap back into the workforce and am no longer a ‘stay at home’ mom. Needless to say, I was tortured by the transition. Don’t get me wrong, I was excited to jump back into the rat race (I know that’s crazy but I really was!) but I couldn’t imagine leaving the boys for 8 hours a day. What if they cry non-stop? Don’t nap? Don’t eat? Get a fat lip or a really bad diaper rash? Feel abandoned and are scared for life? The irrational list goes on!
What happened this weekend took the focus completely away from leaving the boys and starting my new job. The truth is, my mind and my heart is full of Nico. I have her here with me in my new Pemberton office. Her photo and her spirit. What could potentially have been the most difficult transition of my life was actually easy compared to Saturday! I know those boys are in good hands with our wonderful nanny and I know I can be home in twenty minutes. They probably don’t even know I’m gone…