Although I don’t think much will change when I go back to work tomorrow, 2 days in the office and the rest from home, I feel like this is the end of something. These last 3 months have been a twisted sort of vacation; one where I get to gaze at my daughter all day long and not feel guilty about it. I have mixed emotions about it.
On one hand, financially, I have to go back to work, so it’s not an option anyways. Also, I have to admit that I can get burnt out of all of her cuteness and get a bit stir crazy at times. My mind feels like goop and I am eager to be productive outside the home again. I know being away from her will only intensify my affections for her and appreciate her, if that’s possible, that much more.
On the other hand, the obvious cuteness lays that will be hard to be away from all day. What will I miss out on? Will I regret not being there every step of the way for her development? Can I physically handle not being an arms reach away from her softness? Will she turn out to be a hoodlum and menace to society because she doesn’t have a Stay At Home Mom? Hopefully my return to work won’t diminish my ambition of updating this thing either.
So. In honor of my last day of vacation, and the fact that I won’t have oodles of time during the day, we had a little photo shoot (and let me just tell you how hard it is to photograph a 3 month old who has yet to gain control of her motor skills).
It started out innocently enough…
Then we went upstairs to the changing table…
And then I decided to play dress up with some of the clothes I know she’ll hardly ever wear…
and kept going…
and going…
and going…
and going, but I’ll stop there. FYI, doing so are the rights and privileges given to a mother.