Leaving for work this morning was one of the most difficult experiences I had. Maya was awake and in a playful mood. Thank goodness Grandma Betty was going to take care of her as I could not fathom the thought of leaving her with a stranger. I had power prepped this weekend making easy weekday meals, organizing my closet, wrapping the last of the Christmas presents, and making sure that Maya's stuff was organized. Brad got sick on Saturday night so I was nursing him (back to health) as well.I dressed up in something that would make me look really slim as I am still conscious about my leftover belly, styled my hair, made myself up, and actually had some breakfast before heading out the door. Maya was in Grandma Betty's arms and she looked straight at me with a smile. I knew that she was going to be in the best of care, but it still hurt to leave my little baby.
The people at work seemed glad to have me back and they made me feel so special by asking about Maya. I had an album of Maya's pictures to keep me sane, and I even called Betty to check in on the princess. The day flew by at medium speed and soon it was time to come home.
When Brad and I got home, we quickly ate and headed out the door to find our Christmas tree. We found a beautiful Douglas Fir that was round and full. After we got home, we made some hot chocolate, put Maya in her swing, and got to decorating. Our tree looks wonderful, our home festive, I am pooped, and ready to hit the hay.
