Morgan Kate

I survived! I officially made it through my very first day back at work. It didn't start off easy, but as the day got progressed it got better and better. And I think (think being the keyword) that I might can do it again tomorrow. Maybe.

Morgan Kate and I are not morning people. Seriously. We typically wake up around 9ish...some days later. So in the grand scheme of things 5:15 am is really my "middle of the night". Today it was a completely different story. My typical middle of the night is now my new wake up time. Ugh! And it hurt even worse because at one this morning I was still wide awake. Yikes! I did fine waking up and getting ready. Travis even commented on how well I was doing. I was actually feeling very proud of myself until I walked into Morgan Kate's room and found this.

Oh my goodness! Total sweetness. She was sleeping so hard and I did not want to wake her. This is when the tears started. This is when I just wanted to call in sick and crawl back in bed. Maybe even call the district office and resign. (Just kidding.) However, I knew that was not even a option so I decided to slowly wake her up. (She was a little luckier and got to sleep until 6:30.) Needless to say, she was a little grumpy, but did well for the most part. Before leaving our house at 6:50 (these times are going to kill me) we snapped a few "First Day" photos.

Not quite ready for the flash!

My sweet baby girl!

I cried on the entire ride over to drop her off. I tried my hardest to talk to her, but I just couldn't get any words out. The big tears came when I had to say good-bye. It was hard. A little harder than I expected. I wanted to hold onto her and love on her and just take her back home with me. Again, not an option. So I tried my best to quickly say good-bye. She only cried for a second and then was completely fine. Her smile and comfort level definitely helped me. As soon as I left I called Travis. He wanted to ask about how things went and all I could say was, "Talk about something. But not MK. Just talk until I can get it together". By the time I made it to school I had pulled myself together and I am proud to say there were no more tears. Only smiles, and the absolute biggest smile came when I got to pick my baby girl up nine hours later. The longest nine hours of my life. It was like music to my ears when I saw her smile and heard her say, "Bah-beeeee!" My heart just melted.

So, maybe I can do this. I know there are going to hard days and good days, but maybe, just maybe, I can do this.

***A BIG thanks to all of those who called, left messages, texts, cards, emails, etc. It truly made me smile and helped me get through the day! I love you all dearly!