Monday started out well enough. I was up on time. Got myself ready to go. I got Cleo up and dressed, packed her bottles and handed her over to Daddy so I could be out the door on time. Perfection! I even arrived to work 5 minutes early! I started in on the coffee and had 3 cups before my first meeting at 10am. I ate a bit of oatmeal as well. During my second meeting at 11am I started to feel a bit queasy. I chalked it up to too much coffee and not enough breakfast. Lunchtime rolled around and I stared blankly at the salad I had so lovingly prepared for myself the day before thinking, "Am I really supposed to eat this?". Odd. Something wasn't right. I got about halfway through the salad, which I was forcing down and realized...I am getting sick. Oh no. Almost immediately I knew that salad wasn't staying down for long! Needless to say, Jeff had to come pick me up early from work because I was too scared that I'd get sick on the T. By the time he came to get me I could barely make it to the bathroom in time. Gross. So I spent the last 2 days back in bed. Lovely timing, no? What a triumphant way to return to work.
Although when I returned to work today I found these waiting for me, sent by Daddy and Cleo...
So pretty!!!
So anyway, things got off to a bit of a rocky start for us, but they can only go up from here! Cleo seems to be doing well at daycare. Her caregivers have no complaints. She eats every 3 hours like clockwork and has been fitting in a couple of 30 minute naps and one longer nap. They say she isn't fussy unless she is hungry or tired...so I guess she is saving the crankiness for when she gets home! Boy is she grumpy at night!
Last night I put her down about an hour after she came home and it seemed to work out great. She went to bed without a fight and slept well for most of the night.
I don't have any super-recent pictures right now, but I'll be sure to take some this weekend and post them here asap.
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