So I started back at work this week. I didn't quite know what to expect, because honestly, I tried not to think much of work at ALL during my maternity leave (or as Ben likes to refer to it as, my "vacation"). And really, I'll go ahead and say it: if I had my way, I'd stay at home with my children every day of the year. That's right- I'd be a die hard stay at home mom and proud of it. But it turns out God has something different (and better, no doubt) planned for me next year. I am still adjusting to the idea of leaving my baby everyday, and this week has been a bitter sweet taste of what it would be like. The mornings are the hardest. Once I make it to the car, I take a deep breath and just keep moving. ALL. DAY. LONG. If I stop to really think about how much I miss him during the day, I lose it. I know, I know- it will get better and I will get used to it. But what if I don't want to? Is that so bratty? Too control freakish? Teaching is and always will be a passion in my life. I love everything about educating the young. Children in general just light up my life. But lately- I'd say in the past 2 months one week and 5 days- I feel my passion has become a bit more "focused"... on... one child in particular... That's enough on that subject. The good news is, we are blessed beyond belief with two amazingly nurturing grandmothers that live within 5 minutes and are willing to step in and help out. Hudson absolutely adores Cici and Gigi. The other good news? God has it allllll under control. He's in charge, and I like that. As much as I want life to go the way I had it all mapped out, I have learned that patience and trust are a great combination in times like these.
Now, a few picture notes: The insanely bright play apparatus you see in several pictures is a little something that we borrowed from Gigi's house and it happens to be his new favorite source of entertainment. He is starting to swing and bat at objects, and the cutest thing about it is seeing how ecstatic he gets after he actually makes contact with an object he's been swinging at for five minutes. What an athlete, right? :) My little all-star.
