Tears

Well, maternity leave is over. Brady is in bed for the night and Mom is back to work tomorrow. Grammy is in town to take over Brady-duty until daycare begins in January. I haven't blogged this week because we were busy snuggling all day in our pajamas while reading our book and watching The Today Show, many, many King of the Hill and Malcolm in the Middle episodes and Ellen. It was precious.

I'll miss drinking coffee for 45 minutes while I play with him on his activity mat. I'll miss spending most of the day looking down at his sleepy face and his sweet little stocking feet. I'll miss angling my body so my shadow falls over his face, blocking his eyes from the uber-bright morning sunlight. I'll miss witnessing every single smile, laugh and pout. I'll even miss his cries of boredom, wetness, tiredness and gassy-ness. Now Grammy gets to be the lucky recipient. And though very thankful, I'm jealous for sure.

So I have my little boy's picture framed and packed up for the office. Time to transform into 'working mom.' Wish me luck...and send jokes! I'm gonna need them!