Working Mama

I haven't been great about keeping up with my blog, but I will be back soon.

I've spent the last 17 weeks soaking up every last bit of my baby boy. Truth be told, I probably haven't turned on or sat at my computer more than 15 times since November 10th (I have used my iPhone- I'm not Amish people). I'm not going to lie, it was kinda nice.

I go back to work next week and I'm anxious, devastated, hurting, and scared about it. Everyone told me that I'd be so ready to go back-- but I'm not.

Unfortunately, money talks and the choice isn't mine.

Devastated is the understatement of the century. I cannot picture myself walking in there next Wednesday and quite honestly, the only thing I can picture is myself collapsing over the weight of it all.

I know most of my bloggy friends are stay at home moms. If any of you working mamas have any advice I'd love to hear it.

It's going to take every ounce of strength left in me to say goodbye to my little doll each day, but it won't kill me, will it?