The "plan" (which I now refer to as "worst plan ever") from the beginning was that I would take off until somewhere around the 1st of the year and then find a part-time job. And by part-time, he's just saying 2 days a week. My problem with this plan now is that the 1st of the year came WAY too quickly and 2 days at work = 2 days away from this amazing baby.
So, I panicked! And I know how ridiculous it is. I've been so fortunate that I'll have about 5 months at home with her and that I can just go back part-time after that. This is an amazing situation that I've been given, and I really am thankful. And she'll be staying with him at the clinic on the days I go to work, so we won't even have to put her in daycare.
BUT... I will miss her so much it's unbearable! What if I miss something? Even if it's just that breathtaking smile that I see frequently these days. I don't want to miss a single one. I know she'll be fine, but I'm worried about how I'll survive without her. During pregnancy, it was such a wonderful feeling knowing that she was always with me. And since then, I've barely spent any time away from her.
Arrgghhhh... I can't believe how much overwhelming love and intense affection I have developed for this little lady. She is a vital part of me now and I have no idea what to do without her. How am I going to send her to full-day kindergarten in 5 short years?????