On the one hand, it was horrible leaving Maya. I’m not gonna lie … I totally cried leaving her, and even a chai latte from my favorite coffee joint couldn’t cure the missing-my-baby blues.
But once Igot into the office and found my new cufice and started seeing friends and my boss and began organizing my work space, I started to feel a little better.
[Plus, a dear friend brought me a potted plant (seen in this pic) which totally spruced up my office and my day!]
I got cranking, and felt myself falling into a groove of sorts — though I was interrupted every few hours to pump. Fortunately we have a lovely mothers’ room with a couch and pillows that is cozy and right near my cufice, so I don’t need to go very far.
Throughout the day I had bouts of anxiety and moments where I wanted to cry … but I didn’t. I tried to keep it together. At lunch, I raced home for a visit.
(Of course, now I’m totally kicking myself for choosing a daycare close to home and our pediatrician instead of close to my office … ugh! But for now, it’s nice I can go home to see her!).
When I saw Maya, I totally burst into tears … but they were happy tears. I know she’s safe and happy and it’s nice that my mother-in-law (who is watching her this week) has a little alone time with her. And seeing her in the middle of the day totally warmed my heart. I kissed her goodbye and headed back.
When I got back to work, I had to pump again … and had a definite wardrobe malfunction situation I just have to share — all you nursing/pumping moms will see why 😉
You see, I was wearing a slate gray matte jersey wrap dress I got at Banana to wear as my first-day-of-work outfit … a dress I felt good in otherwise. Little did I know that my bra was all wrong for it … following a pumping session I had absolute NERTS (Nipple Erection Right Through Shirt)!!! … I almost died when I got to the bathroom and realized it! PRAYING no one else noticed but oh boy …
Boobs 1 – Melissa 0.
Guess I’ll be wearing a different nursing bra tomorrow — i.e., one with padding!
Anyway, all in all, it was a good day … as good a day as it can be when your whole world changes. For now, I’m just taking things one day at a time.