Well, I survived! My first day back at work wasn't too bad. I was sad when I dropped N off at daycare, but there weren't any 'real' tears. I was a little teary in the car after I left, but that was it. There wasn't very much 'work' for me to do today so I spent the day reading through the hundreds of emails that had accumulated during the past 12 weeks, catching up with some of my co-workers, and pumping and pumping and pumping. Hopefully the pumping will continue to go as well as it did today. I was able to pump more milk than N ate at daycare which I was nervous about. The lactation room that my office has worked out really well too. I know everyday won't be as smooth as today was because next week, for example, we are working at a different location all week. I'm planning to get there early to figure out where I will be able to pump. The worst part about today was probably the annoying people in my office who would drop my cubicle to ask if I was missing my baby. Seriously? Of course I miss him! And thanks for bringing it up to make me sad about it! (These are people who I'm not friendly with which makes these types of conversations even stranger.)
N did great at daycare (according to the workers). He ate all of the milk I sent and took two naps. Well, three if you could the one he was taking when I got there to pick him up and he's still taking now. It looked to me like his naps were pretty short and far apart, but I guess they'll have to figure out what works for them. I told them how often I put him down at home, but I'm not sure that they were able to follow that exactly which I understand since there are so many little ones there.
One thing that I am really bad about in life is raising concerns/being confrontational. For example, yesterday when I picked N up from daycare he had the pacifier that I keep in his car seat clipped to his clothes. He wasn't using it, but I had provided a different pacifier that I wanted him to use during nap times only. I didn't really say anything because I hate to seem annoying, but when I think about it I know I should feel like I can tell them things since I'm paying for them to take care of my baby. I know I'm going to have to get over this since I want to make sure that N is getting the absolute best care possible.