"Back" to work

We survived my first week back to work. Kevin stayed home with the kids on Monday and then we went into our childcare routine sans our beloved much missed Becky (at home with Miss Julie two days; at Ginger's three days).

The first few days Wilson told me that I didn't need to go to work and not to go. By the end of the day at pick-up time he went into instant meltdown. He just has so much darn fun with all the kids at Ginger's, and with Miss Julie's son who is his age that he's sad when he has to leave or they have to leave.

Evelyn had a hard day or two, because she never has been good with the bottle, but by Wednesday she got into a groove and was both sleeping and taking bottles which are both key to having a happy baby.

She didn't have a great week of sleeping at night, however. Which I suppose is to be expected since we threw off her routine and she knew her mommy was there for her. Her very, very tired mommy. Did I say "very?"