(This post has been sitting in draft form for more than a week now...but I figured I'd still share it to help myself remember that my first week back was indeed good...even if the second week was not).
Well, I haven't had the chance to workout like I said I might because Anna slept until 5:00, my normal wake-up time, the rest of the week! God is so good in giving us an easy baby!
I was welcomed back to my office with open arms and plenty to do. The week has flown by as we transition from one busy period into a new one. I didn't even post any regular appointments and yet still had plenty to do...which also means that I didn't have much time to miss my baby. Sure, I miss her, but I have enough on my mind and on my plate to not ache for her.
My mom brought her in to let me nurse her at lunch on Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday, and then stayed home for the last two days. Anna has been wonderful for her, playing independently and sleeping soundly for extended periods of time. She has done just fine with the bottle, and I've been doing just fine with my milk supply. With Ella, I struggled to keep my supply up, and was typically pumping twice in the morning and twice in the afternoon. I'm blessed to have my own office and would respond to emails or work on projects while I was hooked up to the pump. But I was actually pumping more than she was eating these first days back, so I've allowed myself to cut back. And since I started pumping so much earlier this time around, I have a freezer full of milk. So I think that I'll be able to get by with pumping just once in the morning and once in the afternoon, and feed her during my lunch breaks most days.
When Ella started sleeping through the night (at closer to four months), I started setting an alarm so that I could pump in the middle of the night to keep up both my internal and external supply. This time around, I feel like I have plenty of milk, so I'm allowing myself to sleep--and it's been glorious. I am still a little bit nervous that my supply will drop--perhaps even drastically--if I cut back too much, but I hope that I'll be able to recognize any changes and adjust accordingly.
My mom leaves Monday. The girls both had doctors appointments scheduled for that day, and I wanted my mom to be able to help out a bit with them, but they were rescheduled for Thursday. So Tuesday will be Anna's first day at daycare.
My blessing is having my mom here to help. She and I may not always see eye-to-eye all the time, but ultimately, she is a wonderful grandma, and has a lot of knowledge on child development (which is sometimes both a blessing and a curse). But I love her, and I know that she loves me and my girls.