I go back to work a week from today.
Cue irrational fears and possible panic attacks.
Rationally, I know it'll be fine. He'll be 15 weeks old by then (yeah, I took a heck of a maternity leave). The sitter seems awesome and lives in our neighborhood...and it's good for kids to be socialized. Blah, blah, blah, I know it'll all be ok.
I am still not looking forward to it. I'm going to miss my little guy--our "conversations" and snuggling :) I'm also going to miss not wearing sweatpants all day, but that's another story. I would dress up if it meant I got to stay home.
In other news, Mac wore a 9-month outfit today....and he's going to be 3 months tomorrow.
That's my overachiever!