I’m returning to paid employment today with very mixed feelings that I don’t yet have the words to express. I have tears, lots of them, a tornado in my stomach and a lump bigger than Uluru in my throat – I don’t want to leave my baby girl.
I’ll get through the day – with a little help from my dear friend Crochet. She is packed away in my bag ready to calm my nerves heading off on the train, something to distract me at lunch and to settle my mind on the return journey.
You better head on over to Kirsty’s place – I think I’m going to be sick!