We Survived our First Week....YAY

Well end of the week for me came at 5:00pm yesterday...and I can happily say we have survived our first week of me being back at work and my little man at childcare....YAY .

Tuesday was hard...How was I?

Blubbering like an idiot from the moment I had gotten out of bed. God I felt so sick in my stomach, the nerves were definitely playing with me. After my shower I sat in the lounge and had my breakfast with my little man well I tried anyway, very hard when your fighting back the tears. He was just sitting in his rocker, cooing and gurgling away happily and giving me the biggest smiles ....

God how guilty did this make me feel .

Anyway I finished my brekkie and getting me ready for work before I packed his little back for his first day away from home. Michael is incharge of drop offs in the morning and I get the pick ups

One last cuddle and kiss and I knew I had to leave for work. I did find once I was on the road and at work I wasn't too bad, although I didn't really know how I was going to feel. I was so busy at work I hardly had time to stop, although this didn't see my mind wandering off onto my little man and thoughts of how he was.

I rung the child care centre around 2pm. Ryan was just about to have his 2nd bottle . I didn't know how he would go, as he has only ever had three bottle full stop. But he finished every last drop. Had some really good sleeps and just as much awake time.

Apparently the girls and team leaders from the other sections couldn't get enough of my little man , this made me feel so good . And all the other toddlers in his section loved him too.

Pick up time couldn't come quick enough for me. He had just woken up when I arrived at 5:20pm from almost an hours nap. He looked so cute sitting on his carer's lap all wrapped up in his ducky blanket. Took him a little while but it wasn't long before he was cooing and gurgling at me....oooh so sweet.

Michael rang me Wednesday saying that we has finishing work early so he would pick our little man up. He had had another good day. No grizzles, left 40 mls from his first bottle (little bugger that stuff is like gold) but took all of his second bottle and had four 45 minutes sleeps and was asleep when Michael picked him up.

He has been such a good boy, but I think he is a placid baby, unless he gets a tummy ache ...which are becoming fewer, so it is likely he is outgrowing them...YAY.

Yesterday morning Nan & Pop came down about 7:45am to pick him and his stuff up. Dad was like, I have already got the heater of for him, and we will go for a walk around to the shops later etc....it was so CUTE.

God they are almost as clucky as I am. I got back to their place about 5:30pm, so instead of picking him up and rushing home to feed him, I fed him there and then stayed for tea myself. Which will more than likely become a regular Thursday night thing.

Michael was there for tea aswell, but every other Thursday works until about 7:30pm'ish. So Mum suggested I stay for tea, to save being home by myself, which doesn't bother me, but it will be nice to have the company and two sets of spare hands if Ryan gets a little grizzly .

He takes around 150mls per feed from a bottle, so I have been able to express enough for the two feeds that I am away from him so far and haven't have to resort to the formula.

We had a good sleeping routine going while I was at home. Last feed anywhere between 8:00 and 10:00pm, followed by a bath and this would see him sleep til 6:00am, which would have worked out so well for when I was back at work. We will see how things change now I am back at work.

YAY ....I get my little man for 3 whole days. Feeding my little man myself, not from an EBM bottle. I must say I had enough stocked in the freezer and have been able to express enough at work for him this week that he hasn't needed formula, of which I have a tin in the cupboard....just in case.