I Was Hoping This Day Would Never Come...

This could possibly be one of the worst days of my life.  No.  No one died.  But, yes, I am back at work.  Horrible, terrible, painful work.  It's been 7 and a half weeks since my sweet baby boy was born.  My maternity leave allowed me to only get paid for 6 of those weeks, even though FMLA protects my job for 12.  Park is finishing up his degree this summer and doesn't have a job yet.  So...today was my fist day back at work.  Luckily for me, but not for our checking account, I'm only working 24 hours a week.  Any more than that and I'm sure I'd have a total melt down.  For now I'll just have to suck it up...take one for the team...and spend a little less time with this cute guy:

 
I know that someday Park will snag an awesome job that will allow me to stay at home with my children.  I just pray that someday comes really really soon.