So far: love the job, but I feel like I'm never home. Last year I would routinely get home at 7 and it didn't seem like a big deal. This year, if I get home at 7, it's only an hour until K's bedtime. He's been waking up later, around 6:30, so I hardly get to see him in the morning either. I skipped out on after-work drinks on Friday so I could get home. I foresee skipping many other social events this summer.
Despite my prior misgivings, I am very glad my mother is here. She and K have been getting used to each other, and I don't have to worry about him. She's happy to be here -- she feels like it's a vacation from work. I'm happy to be at work -- I feel like it's a vacation from being at home full-time. JW seems okay with the new living situation. K is getting a lot more tummy time and napping in his bed. So we're all good.
Last week at my new parents' group, I mentioned I was starting work and asked if anyone had any advice. Everyone agreed on one piece of advice: "Pumping at work will be much harder than you think." Even though I have an office and can close the door, it has been difficult to find the time. (And then cleaning everything up is a pain.) I'm a little worried that I'm not pumping as much as K eats. I've been supplementing by pumping before I go to bed at night, and there's still milk in the freezer, but he's been downing about five ounces at each feeding. Anyway, I can always produce more -- it just might get messy.
