That’s how often Isla is going to daycare now.
It’s only been 2 weeks–2 very long weeks–but I’m already feeling sad about how much less time I’m getting with her. I miss family lunches on Monday and spending all day Friday with her. I’m not particularly a fan of this whole, hour-and-a-half in the morning, hour-and-a-half in the evening, and that’s all the bonding I get 5 days a week schedule.
But. I don’t miss that knot in my stomach I would get every single time I had a meeting I needed to call into on a Friday, wondering if Isla was going to cooperate, and I’m no longer missing an important face-to-face meeting with a client on Friday mornings. Kellen and I are both more productive at work now that we’re no longer doing work-from-home-with-baby days. It’s necessary…but I still miss her.
I don’t really have any desire to be a stay-at-home mom, but I do wish I could get more time with Isla during the week. It’s tough. I just try to soak up every minute with her I get. She’s so sweet and funny and fun, and she’s only going to be this small once. I’m looking forward to the holidays and getting to spend a little more time with her. I’m looking forward to two four-day weekends in a row of doing pretty much nothing but rolling around on the floor with my baby.