This is almost the end of the third week that I am back at work. How has it been? Well, to be honest, the first day wasn’t as hard as I thought it would be. My mom came over from Mexico two weeks before my return to the work force. She had a good amount of time to get to know my little princess’s habits and her personality. This was key for us in order to make a smooth transition.

As I said, the first day wasn’t that bad. Grandma and baby seemed to be bonding great without my supervision presence. I might have requested to get a call when at work when baby went down for a nap, but that is normal right? what mother wouldn’t ask for this if she had a choice?

The second week at work went even better. Grandma stopped calling me -cold turkey – without my approval request. I think it was the right move. I have felt more at ease as the time progresses.

Every day has been golden. I might have occasionally picked up baby M to bond before my departure and perhaps I might have managed to ease the guilt of leaving her for work. But, when I think things go as smooth as it should, the first day of her crying occurs at the moment for me to leave today. It just. Brakes. My. Heart.

I stayed a little longer to calm her down. I gave her some finger food and seemed to get better, but I realized that I am lucky for having a job where my start of the day is flexible. Where my job doesn’t depend of my arrival on time and at the exact same hour every day.

Crying is not an option for this mama, because of all the love and guilt vaulted in my heart I might found myself crawling in the living room to snug with my beloved baby M. However, this is a very unrealistic task to achieve when a 14month old baby is involved. I need to think on plan B, since crying is not an option.