In this case, the "someone" is me. Yesterday marks the first time since my daughter was born that I had to work on a Monday.While I didn't enjoy a minute of it, and I cried almost the entire way to a meeting I had before work, my relief was having my co-worker (who for lack of time and space I absolutely cannot stand) out of the office and going to lunch with a friend of mine. If it weren't for those two things, I don't think I could have gotten through the day without more tears.
Today feels like Wednesday and it's only Tuesday. I will be in for a big wake-up call come Friday, when I think it's Saturday. The new schedule will take some time getting used to. But, the end of the workday has always given me great relief in that I will get to see my sweet baby's toothy smile as I pull into the garage every night!
Oh my heart goes out to you Mama! I understand perfectly what you're going through. I promise, it will get easier and maybe someday, you won't have to work these Monday's at all...
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