It's Good (and Bad) to be Missed
Each week now I have two days where I have to go to work in person. Most of my days are remote, home with my son, but August 21 marked my first day that wasn't telecommuting since March 18. It was almost like maternity leave ending all over again (emotionally at least). But Baby is older now. He's able to last longer without my milk. And he's always been a social baby, so he has no problem hanging out with my parents and brothers while I'm working instead of Hubby and me. Still, I marked the occasion by dancing with my son just as I did before , and giving him that first every haircut. Now it's been three weeks of leaving my son a couple days a week for work. I say goodbye with big hugs in parents' driveway and then he sits in my mom's arms, watching me reverse onto the street without a smile or a frown. It isn't until I start to turn the car that he suddenly gives a great big wave. Which makes me smile. I don't know it I would be able to leave if he