I’ve officially returned to work now. Henry has adapted so well, I don’t even know what I was worrying about. When I go to pick him up, it’s almost as if he’s having too much fun to leave. He crawls around with a cheeky grin on his face – as per usual – and he’s busy chatting away to his childminder.
It makes it so much easier for me to go to work knowing he is doing just fine. I do love being back at work. I’m a working woman. I want to contribute to society, to feel like I have my own life beyond cleaning poop and counting out scoopfuls of formula, and to be able to support my family financially.
And then I’ll come home and be the best mother I can possibly be. And I will give him lots of cuddles and chat to Henry about his day. I will make the most of the weekend; take him swimming, to the park, to soft play, to the zoo and the library and the beach. He’s one well-loved baby. Being apart for a short time will only enhance our relationship, I’m sure of it.
Besides, who wouldn’t want to come home to this:
You know that strange feeling you get when you wear your watch on the wrong wrist, when you buckle your belt in the opposite direction, or brush your teeth with the other hand? That’s what it’s like to return to work after having a baby. It’s the same work as before, the job hasn’t changed, but everything feels different.
It’s the first taste of my former life, the first since the whirlwind that is Henry came and swept my life away and turned it into something new.
I do love it, but it’s still something I will have to get used to. I know that Henry doesn’t really approve of my employment currently. He would definitely prefer it if I stay by his side constantly to play, feed and clean him. However, he does need to learn to cope without me for a short while, and I know he is going to be just fine.
It won’t be long before he’s saying ‘no, mummy, I want to stay here’ when horrible mummy tries to come and take him away from all the fun he’s having!
You know something has changed when you are trying to go about your normal day to day tasks but forgetting the crucial element of pretty much every one. And you know it isn’t right when you try to describe a doughnut as ‘prickly’ and your own (rather forgetful) mother has to remind you what day of the week it is.
I tried to quote the famous saying ‘drink like a fish’ and ended up saying ‘drink like a chimney, smoke like a fish’. My words often jumble themselves up on their way out now too. I say things like ‘tup of key’ and ‘kentucky chied fricken’. I know, not the greatest move when a little one is listening to your every word, trying to learn the language.
It’s a very strange feeling for me to forget anything. I tried desperately to remember an old password without success. It was like someone had come along and plucked it straight out of my brain the day I got pregnant.
I’m hoping going back to work will help to keep my mind in shape. For now, there’s not too many people around that mind if I make the odd literary slip-up. But I’m pretty sure that communication is one of the key skills needed in a marketing position. It’s okay, I will find the time to read more or something…
Henry doesn’t approve of me wearing perfume, for obvious reasons. He is used to me smelling natural, and finds it comforting. But I have decided to treat myself to a new scent for the days when I go back to work.
I enjoy wearing perfume; it feels nice on your skin after a bath and I love it when you forget you’ve put it on and then suddenly catch a whiff of something lovely during the day. I bought ‘Laugh With Me Lee Lee’ by BeneFit. It is truly beautiful, go and smell some, you won’t regret it. Its packaging is a little treat too!
Henry doesn’t like it, but it’s a little gift to myself for when I have to be away from him. Distraction and reward; the two best things to help you through the day.
I might go and get a manicure or something too…