All the books say that separation anxiety sets in at 9, 12 and 512 months. Right on queue, I returned to work on Monday and experienced this developmental stage. Luckily for us, we have a wonderful nanny at home keeping our boy happy, safe and in dry diapers.
It's been complicated to embrace the new logistics of two working parents and a three month old infant. So far, I've been getting up first, feeding the boy, handing him off to Dave and getting ready to go.
Of course, this all depends on Conrad being compliant to wake up and eat at an appropriate time. Tuesday, for instance, our day started at 4:45am. Today at 6:30. Today was a better day.
I've also learned to not get dressed before I'm ready to walk out the door and to put on 'play' clothes immediately upon my return. I have a big spit up stain on my new shirt that I wore Monday as an object lesson.
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Jean and Dave, Happy Anniversary!
Jean, I'm feeling for you about going back to work. It's probably much harder for you than for Conrad. Good luck.
Well, if you've shown up every day this week and haven't collapsed yet, you're doing extremely well. You have also learned a valuable lesson about the potential interaction effects between infants and professional wardrobe. Ask Cynthia to tell you the story of her suede skirt tragedy when she comes back next month... :)
I still haven't seen you! Hope to catch up with you soon (I know I will next week for sure... heh heh...)
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