Oh poop how I have missed you

Today has been 3 weeks since I have been back to work. As I mentioned before the first week surprisingly wasn't hard. Well I did cry on the way to work the first day. The second week got harder, exhaustion and missing my little baby. These 3 weeks definitely have flown by.




My schedule is:


* Wake up at 5:30 or 6
* Get ready for work (I have looked anything but perfect lately)
* Take care of dog
* Wait for Londyn to grace me with her cries
* Change Londyn
* Feed Londyn
* Leave at 7:40
* Catch 8:00 train
* Work till 5:30
* Catch 5:52 train
* Get home at 6:45 (if this wonderful transportation isn't late)
* Try and make dinner
* Spend the 2 1/2 hours I have with Londyn


So I went from spending 15 hours with Londyn to 4. It's not easy being a working mom. For those 3 1/2 months I was home I have been changing dirty diapers everyday. Londyn has had some constipation issues in the past but that is so yesterday’s news.  Last year a glass of wine or going out with my friends would make my day when now what made my day was Londyn pooping. Just seeing that little sad face or cry when she had a belly ache broke my heart. I really felt her pain.


{Side note I guess this is what mother's do. My mother was in my room for Londyn's birth. After I pushed for 2 hours and everyone left me I was white as a ghost and trying to recuperate from all that pushing I had a conversation with the nice nurse. She was telling me about her children and how wonderful being a mother is. She said I'm sure you don't want to hear this now but the second time is a lot easier. Yes I didn't want to even think of a second time but I knew Londyn won't be an only child so I was happy to hear this news. Then she told me how cute my mother was while I was pushing. She said your mother was pushing right with you. Knowing my mother I could picture her doing the same reactions I was, I thought that was really sweet. I'm sure she wanted this baby to come out as much as I did and she didn't want me in pain anymore.}


So where I am gong with the babbling is that just the other day I was sad because Londyn's pooping schedule was always in the morning and lately I have missed it. She is so happy after this movement and I feel her relief. So finally after 3 weeks this morning it happened, she pooped. Yes this is what my life has come to and I love it. I think I feel tears coming on now, over poop? If this is something to remember I look forward to the rest of her life and my many tears.