I go back to work tomorrow. I have mixed feelings about it. I love what I do, and I'm pretty good at it. I love P more than anything in the world though, and I wish I could be with him 24/7. I even miss him when he naps.
I do wish people would stop acting like me going back to work is the end of the world... I'm going to miss P, but he's going to a great daycare and he and I will have plenty to cuddle and hang out. Bottom line: it is what it is. I'm okay with it.