SO glad to be home

I am HOME!

I was gone for a day for a business trip. It was my first one since last March when I was 8 1/2 months pregnant. At first I didn't want to go and knew I was going to be sad about missing the boys. I had this issue right after Rob and I got married. I didn't plan that too well. We got married on a Friday night and Monday morning I was on a plane for a 3 day business trip. I cried most of the flight to South Carolina. I knew this trip might be a bit like that as well. I did have a hard time sleeping. I fell asleep around 2am. I was up by 6am. I woke up a few times in between that and worried right away that Brandon was crying. Then I would realize I was in a hotel.

Once I got going with a room full of hospital CEO's, COO's, VPs etc. and got going I was back into the swing of things. I would occasionally make a mistake of zoning out when someone spoke up to think about Brandon but I always found a way to get back on track. It helped that Maria, our COO was with me. She really didn't need to be there as I can do most of the work and get everything we need to write our lenghty report but it was nice to have her and for our clients to have her there. I did get to check in back home once today which I was happy to hear Brandon was doing well with Grandpa. Half way through the day I realized I LOVE my job and was really kicking butt and in my element. I was okay being gone for a day doing something I love. I love being a mom and home but I love working too. I always thought I would be this tip-top business woman and have always loved meeting hospital executives and then I had Brandon. It was funny how the week before he was born I was on the phone with a VP talking financials and a few days later I was singing 'Twinkle Twinkle'. It was such a huge change.

SO- I survived my first business trip post baby. I loved coming home (after finding a way home because my husband forgot to pick me up...it's okay honey I forgive you) to my boys. The little man was asleep but I HAD to peek in on him. When I creeped over to his crib I noticed his tiny arm was sticking out of the crib. I was worried about him not being able to put it back in so I tucked it in and OOPS...I kinda woke him up---he he. So I had to love him up a little bit and do hugs, kisses, and loveys. Then I rocked him back to sleep. I know that sounds cruel- but you try going away for a day with no little bear. He didn't mind.

Thanks boys for supporting mommy working and loving her job and being able to provide for her family. Love you both!