At our playdate yesterday afternoon (which I almost bailed on because it seemed like just.one.more.thing.to.do.this.week and I wasn't sure I could handle it - but I think it was the best decision I made all week!) everyone asked me how my first week back was.
Exhausting.
Exhilarating.
New.
Full of transition.
And those things are true for all three of us. G and I have a new schedule, and that alters Ryan's schedule. Griffn and I are sleeping less now that we are waking up at 5 am. He's down to one longish nap, but that's from two longish naps. And all in between there are 3 dogs to take care of, a home, a car that needs an oil change, meetings, and more.
He cried the last two mornings I dropped him off. It broke my heart, and if I didn't love his morning teacher as much as I do, I have no doubt I would have sobbed for awhile. I still want to when I think about it.
So it's been good, but rough. I look forward to it getting easier, or at least more tolerable.
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