Not only did we have a great Christmas day, we had a wonderful 11 days at home together over the combined holidays. Honestly, I think it was harder to go back to work this past Tuesday than it was to go back after maternity leave. Jack is so fun right now, and he's just now specifically wanting one or the other of us and shying away when other people want to hold or talk to him. Usually some sweet talking will get him to turn loose. It's so sweet and cute.
But as I mentioned, it was so hard to go back to work on Tuesday. I cried on Monday night over it for the first time in a long time. For me, working is a choice that I'm blessed to have at this point in my life. Jack has the absolute best childcare I could imagine outside of me staying home, and that is key for me to work. I'm enjoying my professional life post-maternity leave even more than I did before. God is blessing our family in this season. But I think I would be an emotional robot if I didn't feel some sadness about being separated from my baby for part of the day. It's normal, but it's not paralyzing.
A new year means new beginnings, more time to spend making memories with my little family, and more opportunities to love one another. The Lord has impressed it upon my heart lately to be intentional in loving others as Christ loves them. I want to be more like Him. That is my new year's commitment. It's pretty big because with it comes holding my tongue more (yowsa!), reaching out to people even when it might be uncomfortable, and showing more hospitality. (And hospitality does not just mean hosting more parties, although there will be plenty of that.) I'm a busy girl who's been pretty wrapped up in her own life lately, and the Lord has convicted me of it.
So bring on the new year!
"Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ! In his great mercy he has given
us a new birth into a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead."
1 Peter 1:3
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But as I mentioned, it was so hard to go back to work on Tuesday. I cried on Monday night over it for the first time in a long time. For me, working is a choice that I'm blessed to have at this point in my life. Jack has the absolute best childcare I could imagine outside of me staying home, and that is key for me to work. I'm enjoying my professional life post-maternity leave even more than I did before. God is blessing our family in this season. But I think I would be an emotional robot if I didn't feel some sadness about being separated from my baby for part of the day. It's normal, but it's not paralyzing.
A new year means new beginnings, more time to spend making memories with my little family, and more opportunities to love one another. The Lord has impressed it upon my heart lately to be intentional in loving others as Christ loves them. I want to be more like Him. That is my new year's commitment. It's pretty big because with it comes holding my tongue more (yowsa!), reaching out to people even when it might be uncomfortable, and showing more hospitality. (And hospitality does not just mean hosting more parties, although there will be plenty of that.) I'm a busy girl who's been pretty wrapped up in her own life lately, and the Lord has convicted me of it.
So bring on the new year!
us a new birth into a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead."
1 Peter 1:3
Awww - I felt the same way. I was home from 12/23 - 1/3 and it was HARD to go back. Also working on biting my tongue.
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