Sunday 2 November 2014

Back to work

Tomorrow I start back at work after having just over nine months off. It's a really odd feeling - like this first day back at school but a lot worse. 

Don't get me wrong - there is a part of me that will be really happy to go there and not be thinking about what bad dance move can I do next to made Ada laugh, but a lot of me is just sad.

I'm never going to have this maternity experience again. If and when Dave and I have another child it will always be different to what we have had / are having with Ada. It doesn't necessarily mean it's going to be worse, just different.

I've loved my maternity leave. Not just for the not working bit (and that has been great) but I've loved spending all this time with Ada. I've loved our walks, our coffee stops, playing in the park, meeting our NCT mums and babies, but most of all I love the simple moments (clichéd as it is) like lying on the bed with her and trying to make her laugh. 

I need to remind myself that I'm only going back three days a week and to cherish and remember the amazing nine months that have just gone, and the moments that we're going to have.

(Who am I kidding - I'm really going to miss watching Pointless) 

How can I be leaving this face?