Working mom

I am officially a working mom, though I can't say I like it all that much. It probably wouldn't be as complicated if I wasn't nursing, but if you saw the smile and joy on Benjamin's face after a good meal, you would probably understand why I keep doing it. Lately he has been getting milk all over his face as he eats, because he keeps taking smiling breaks or he stops to look adoringly at his daddy on the couch next to him.
It is easier on our budget, and I am hoping it keeps him healthier as I ship him off to day care each day.

He seems to like it at Ms. Linda's house. He either watches all the other kids (there are between five and seven of them in addition to Benjamin) or he sleeps. She seems to have a good bond with him already, and she said he really never cries. We are so glad to hear that.

I, on the other hand, spend my fair share of time crying! I think the stress of work and then the stress of trying to be there for him gets to me. But, Jeremy has been a huge help, and I am sure it will get easier. My coworkers are getting used to me showing up without a shower on days when I had no sleep and couldn't get Benjamin and myself ready in time. And, sources are used to me fleeing the scene of a fire or sneaking out of a meeting to go feed Benjamin or to pump. News may break, but my baby lives by deadlines... if I don't meet his deadline for eating NOW, he is not too happy.

So, hopefully I will get the hang of this, though I think it is just going to get harder as he starts to realize we are leaving him each day. :(

On a side note, Benjamin got to hang out with his Grandma Jan last weekend. Monica, Sadie and Lydia spent the night and then Jan and Joe took them to the airport.