This week and next week are my last two weeks before I go back to work. Granted, I am not going back full time and I am only going to be working two days a week, but I am really sad about it. I have not spent more than three or four hours away from Miles since he was born. Actually, if you think about it, I haven't been without him since he was conceived. That is over a year ago. I know most men have NO concept of what it means to carry a child. To feel it move inside of you and to know that I have to protect it
and keep it out of harms way. I am very protective of Miles. I never thought I would be the way that I am, but I am not ashamed to admit it. I am not sure if it is because of all the issues I had while I was pregnant with him and the fact that from 30 weeks on he could have been born at any moment and for 5, almost 6 weeks, I worked my rear end off trying to keep him in as long as possible. Or is it because I am a mother? I suppose it is a combination of both, but I feel like I have to protect him every second of his life. With all of that being said, it is going to be really difficult to leave him those two days. Yes, my mom will be watching him one day and I am not sure about the other day, but of course it is going to be someone that I trust. I know my mom raised me and I turned out just fine (some people may not think so :0 ), but it isn't ME with him. Thankfully, I have been blessed to be at home with him for a solid 6 months. That is AMAZING and I am truly thankful for that. Hopefully these next two weeks won't fly by and hopefully when I do go back, Miles has fun and doesn't have any issues with the fact that his mommy isn't with him all day.
As long as my son is happy, I am happy.
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