Well, this was the last week of my maternity leave. Tomorrow, I go back to work, which I don’t mind except it will be interesting to get us all ready in the morning. I think we’ve turned a corner with baby. She’s less fussy these days, and starting to smile more. Stinker. She’s going to be all sweet now, as I get ready to back to work.
I got a couple of new types of bottles, so perhaps Nova will take to one of them for the nice daycare ladies. It’s going to be cold-turkey for her, as she keeps rejecting the bottle and tomorrow she will have no choice. I anticipate lots of screaming.
But other than bottle refusal, things are going well, both with and without baby. I’m sure tomorrow I will miss baby, but once she learns to take a bottle I will have much more freedom.
Iain came over this weekend and is currently playing Castlevania with a baby strapped to his chest. Awesome for me! I’ve been pretty productive, multiple loads of laundry folded and put away, and three batches of bread made. I made a couple of loaves of three cheese semolina so Iain could take one with him home. I even made coffee, which is an indulgence for me. I have to be careful with it, as it tends to mess me up inside if I drink too much. Luckily, tea is not a problem.
I feel really grateful for my life. I may get sucked into a work-is-a-drag feeling when I get back, and finances with daycare is definitely going to be a challenge, but things have been going really well. Sometimes when I hold Nova, I think of all the other mothers out there who worry about food or war or poverty, and I am so grateful that I can give my child a decent life. We chose to have her, and she is definitely wanted. We are very fortunate.