Back to School, Back to School...

Back to work this past week!  It went wonderfully!

I cried Monday morning, but not until people came up to me at work and made sad faces.  Well, in one instance I cried because someone was just extra nice.  I also cried because Brian came to school and brought my lunch that I'd forgotten.  BUT--after 8:30 I was good to go, and I loved being back!  I see why moms feel guilty about going back to work--it's not necessarily that we feel guilty because we aren't with our little ones 24 hours a day.  It's also because we enjoy being back in that position and not being shut up in our houses all day--even if it is with a beautiful baby that we love spending time with.

Yes, I love working.  I don't think that being a stay at home mom would be my ideal (Of course, with more kids I may change my mind).  I also have an above average teaching job that is awesome.  I get to work with the brightest (although sometimes laziest) kids and I have small numbers (for now--we're growing!) and we get to do whatever we want!  I'm trying to get scheduled classes for them for next year, but it's going to be a tough battle to do that.
I also have some super fun co-workers and awesome bosses, so it's easy to enjoy my job.

I do feel slightly guilty sometimes, but it definitely makes me feel like a more whole person, so that's got to be good for her.  Plus, right now she's staying with her grandparents (and her aunt Linds two days this past week) during the day (both sets, but mostly my mom and dad), so that's pretty awesome--she's not getting mistreated for sure.  It's just nice to get to use my brain again and to feel like I'm doing more than playing with baby toys.   Don't get me wrong--I LOVE playing with baby toys with her.  It's just hard to feel challenged and whole doing that nonstop for weeks.

The only drawback to working is that in the evenings we hardly see her.  Especially now that I am going to start working out--it will greatly decrease the time we have together, which is a bummer.  The weekends are so nice--we get to spend lots of time together and cuddle up on the couch with her.  Oooh she's sweet. She's been laughing more--and even let out a big laugh twice this weekend.  She talks up a storm to her daddy--she was yelling at him this evening.  So cute!

She's getting so big without us noticing.  We watched a video Brian had taken of her as a newborn and she was so slow moving and not in control of her movements and now she's so strong.  Run-on sentence.  Basically:  She is awesome.

Pumping at Work:
Has to be the weirdest experience ever!!!  I'm sitting in my office (in the school library) thinking, "that window covering is going to fall off any second!!!"  "someone is going to unlock this door in a second..."  "I know they can hear this out there because it's a library--it's so quiet!"--but I manage to get it done really quickly and I've ended up with way too much milk.  To help free up some containers I dumped twice this weekend.  Once because I'd eaten too much fried food and it made my poor girl sick. Never again!  I was sick too later.  The other time because I enjoyed two large glasses of wine.  It was great.   Enough to relax, but not more than that.  Thank you pump.  You make me feel very much like a bovine princess, but you are so helpful!


JUST DANCE!
A Wii game that is so fun and is the most exercise I've had since I "broke" my knees.  Fun!  Also, mom and dad got an elliptical, so I will be jogging on that next week.  Goodbye quality time with my little love during the work week.  :( Maybe I can eventually go part time?  IDEAL!  The problem is...we can't have another little darling until I lose this weight.  I can't wait 5 months to start working on it--I have to start now!