Too School for Cool

14 weeks, or 99 days to be exact, is what I got to spend with Max at home. I know it's nothing compared to being a stay at home Mom, but for me it was as much time as I could take off from work and I had to remind myself, it's much more than what most people get. So, whether it was more time than most or less than others, I was thankful for every minute I had. Of course, it went by too fast and just as Max and I were falling into a nice little routine at home, it was back to work for me and off to school for Max.

For those of you who spent time around us right when Max was born you know I was one of those Moms who was not afraid to hand him over for a few hours to a family sitter. I jumped at many opportunities to get out and run some errands, take a nap or grab a much needed shower, but as I got down to my last few weeks at home I got clingy. I no longer wanted to get out and about, but rather stay in and cuddle with my little man.

(Cuddle time with Mommy)

Alas, my return to work was upon us. By 8am I was dressed with make up on (hadn't done that so early for several months!) and had our bags and bottles packed. Erik and I both took Max to school that day to drop him off and spend some time in his classroom (yes, I know he's not really in school yet but I like the sound of it). We arrived at his school and he couldn't stop looking around because there was so much activity-- kids arriving for the day, some babies eating food in their high chairs, others crawling around and talking. Needless to say, all of the teachers were gaga for our little cutie and he warmed right up to them as well.

(Max with one of his teachers)

I have to admit it was a bitter sweet moment for me. As much as I knew I was going to miss Max and worry about how he was doing, I had also missed work. There I said it-- I missed work, what is wrong with me!? I missed seeing everyone, I missed hearing about what new clients we had signed and in general, just missed being in the know.... you know? Luckily, or not so luckily for me, worked seemed to have missed me just as much because my first day back was packed with meetings, emails and more meetings. Before I knew it the day had flown by and I was rushing to pack up my stuff to go get Max. When I walked in, he was all smiles. Cooing and smiling for his teachers and just as happy to see me (exactly what I needed after a long day at work) made me know we were going to be okay. In addition to his happy disposition at the time of pick up, turns out Max is just a happy kid and we have the "report card" to prove it...

(It's like getting an A)

And so, Mommy is back at work and Max is discovering a whole new world at "school".