Back to Work

Remember the feeling in your stomach the night before going back to school from summer vacation? I bet those of you who are teachers still get that feeling every August. I had been off of work since the end of September. That would not be such a big deal if I felt like I still had a brain. The lack of sleep from the pregnancy, the hospital drama, and raising a newborn has turned my brain to mush. In addition, I could care less of anything pharmacy. For some of you who don't know, I am a pharmacist (in case are you some random stalker who found me via the magic of the Internet).

Yes, I was looking forward to going back to work. It would be nice to have some adult stimulation. Plus auntie sallie mae doesn't care that I would rather change poopy diapers than pay my bills. So I think I will have the "best" of both worlds and work about 20 hours a week. This is split over 2 days.

To help with this nauseating feeling, I starting reading up on some pharmacy publications. But that got old real fast. I also was trying to figure out how I was going to pump during the day when I was working. For all of you non-moms out there, you can't just stop for an entire day. That would be painful.

So yesterday morning I had a plan. Wake up, feed Jeremy, get ready for work, eat something, pump, and go off to work. I had most of my stuff to take back to work in a pile. When I left in September, I took all my junk out of my drawer. We have limited space there so I thought there was no need to keep anything there. So over the last week I found all my treasures and figured out what I need.

It was snowing when I woke up. After debating for two hours I went outside and started to clear my mom's car off. Then the 3 or 4 inches of snow that had fallen in the last 3 hours needed to be shoveled. I knew it would take some time to do. The problem was that I needed to pump, clean up, and pack the pump up to take to work still. Plus the whole time I am thinking that I need to give myself lots of extra time to get to work. This is not what I wanted to deal with on my first day back to work.

I love my car. I do not love how it is very sensitive to needing traction to go up the driveway. It refuses to go up our driveway when there is hardly any snow on it. So coming home for lunch would be loads of fun. I was wondering how bad the roads were. Originally I wanted to get to work 15 minutes early (because Kroger's HR department drives me crazy). If you know me, you know that I do not go anywhere early. Usually I am cruising in somewhere by the time I am suppose to be there.

So time is going by so fast at this point. At first my mom offered to let me take her Pilot and I said no (believe it or not I cleaned off her car to be nice). Then I decided last minute to take the car. I was very grateful for using her car and I had no problems getting into work. I didn't get there as early as I wanted but that's life.

Grabbing my bags to go in I realized there was no pump there. I couldn't believe I forgot it. It was all packed and ready to go. And that was one of the things I was worried about! Oh well. I definitely was going to go home for lunch.

Because of the snow, one tech didn't come in and another was an hour and a half late. So it wasn't that we had a lot to do but just not enough people to do it. So we were busy. Actually we usually are busy so it wasn't anything new. It was kind of nice, so my mind didn't drift back to missing Jeremy. A few customers wanted to see pictures of Jeremy (which I brought in weeks ago). But for the most part I didn't really think about him too much.

I called home about 20 minutes before I went home for "lunch" so my mom could put my food in the oven. It was a very nice perk to having your mom there! So when I got home I grabbed some food and pumped. Then I ate a little more while I was cleaning and packing. This time I was not going to forget it, even though I thought I could make it 6 more hours. Unfortunately I didn't get to spend a lot of time with the little guy. And when I did hold him, he wanted to eat and I didn't have time for that.

Back at work things weren't terribly busy. We usually slow down around 6 but last night we died at 6. I tried to read the months and months of emails from work, but I didn't get too far. I was tired and I wanted to sit. Every since my Freshman year of college I worked in a pharmacy standing all day and now my legs just were not used to it after the pregnancy. However I didn't lose my temper or start yelling at people (I work with) when [Amy's comments have been deleted by Graig]. So I must say it was a good day. We closed exactly at 9 and I was home by 9:15.

Jeremy did really well yesterday. That is what my mom said at least. I wonder if she would even say if he was moody. Luckily for her Jeremy took a nice long nap for her. He usually doesn't do that for me unless he is in the car. He did wake up at 6 this morning. I chose to believe it is because he missed me.

Today Jeremy was in an average mood. So going back to work didn't scar his entire existance :) I did put him in his highchair to see if he can sit there by himself. He looks so tiny in it! That is funny cause he is huge! He isn't so much fat as much as long. At this rate of growth, he will be taller than his short mommy by age 3. It is now just a little after 8 and he is already asleep. I love bedtime.

It's time to get things done before LOST.