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The first week of work

I'm going to start shifting away from our weekly posts and become more ad hoc, as it was before. Also because I won't be home all the time with her. I'm actually only going back part time. This makes it a bit easier on me and hopefully her. We did a trial run at daycare on Monday. I worked from home and she only stayed 5 hours.  She pretty much didn't sleep and only took one bottle. I was hoping for better sleep but it was about what I expected. Her sleep started getting off on Sunday night. She was probably feeding off my anxiety. And there was plenty of that to go around, along with a lot of tears. There were tears with the drop off and for a while. I contemplated going into the office, just to be around people. But the dogs were pretty good company that day. I checked the clock constantly waiting to go pick her up. Because of the lack of sleep and eating, she came home and we napped the rest of the afternoon.





Tuesday was food prep because the husband was going out of town the next day and it was my first day to work. Well I overslept, broke a plate and couldn't find any of the 4 or 5 metro cards I have. So didn't get to work until almost 10, which meant I didn't leave until 4:30, with metro I didn't pick her up until 5:45. So we had less than an hour together before she had to go to sleep. That was really tough. The next day went smoother but not much time with her because she wasn't sleeping much. I basically decided that night to switch to the other daycare we were considering because she would go 4 days, so less time away. But I waited until the morning to make sure it wasn't because I was tired and freaking out. Same conclusion on Friday so next week starts a whole new mess all over again. The good thing is, she is good with the bottle now. But not sleep.

We actually had a full on sleep regression this week. She was getting 10-11 hours of sleep every night. This week she woke up once every night. Sometimes it was after 6 hours, others closer to 9. Again, expected but still not fun. I should have known and went to sleep when she did. But I didn't. I also need a little time for me when I'm not responsible for keeping a little human alive. So it made waking up harder because I only had a few hours of sleep. The ones that were closer to wake up time were actually worse because my body decided that it had enough sleep to survive. So by Friday I was exhausted and was asleep by 9.

Added to all of this was Chris was extremely busy with work. He was either gone or working every weekend of July. And the weekdays weren't much better. You go into this with someone expecting them to be around. When they aren't it's tough. And causes fights. We have had a 3 day staycation the last few days which was much needed. For all 3 of us. They had bonding time, I had a nap while he was in charge of baby and we all just had more time with each other.







So we start another week at a new daycare and Dad in NJ for the first two days.... Where is that prosecco?



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