Feburary 11th, 2009
The day had finally come....I had to go back to work. I had been dreading it since I found out the actual date of return. I got everything ready the night before and made my plan for the morning. I had called my mom and we went over the plan for the day and Jack's typical day. I got up at 5am, Jack also woke up right at 5am (a perfect little boy). I fed him, pumped and then got ready for work. I had plenty of time for my coffee and to get to work without rushing. When I went to say good bye to Jack and Daddy, Jack just looked up at me from the bed with this HUGE smile on his face. I started to cry! He looked so excited to see me (and I know he was just waiting for me to jump back in bed to cuddle with him). I was able to break away and get to the car. I cried the whole drive in. I was so sad to leave Jack and miss out on his smiles all day. Once I got back to the unit I was greeted by so many people that were so excited to see me. From then on, the day flew by. My patients were really sick and they kept me very busy. Everyone was so supportive of it being my first day. They helped me to get reacquainted to the unit and routine, helped me when things were going downhill and ooohed and aahhed over my pictures. I felt so welcomed and missed, that made things so much better. Next thing I knew I was on my way home!
At home, I was greeted by Daddy at the door who told me how proud of me he was that I went back to work and had a good day! There were flowers waiting from Jack with a super sweet note too. My mom started a journal of their adventures for me to read. The best part was being able to pick up my little buddy and snuggle with him! (after a shower of course!). We had both survived and had great days. Jack had a lot of fun with Grammy, taking advantage of the beautiful weather (50's) and going on 2 walks, making us a valentine and being a very good boy all day. That made ME feel better to know that he was happy all day.
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