I'm going back to work at St. Ned's next Tuesday. I burned most of my maternity leave while Isaac was in the NICU, so I only had three weeks with him at home. Dennis will be taking care of him during the day, and writing during the boy's naps. Note to Isaac: please start napping.
I know that January is going to have moments of extreme suckiness while we work out the logistics of this. The forecast includes crying jags, random patches of self-pity, low-flying angst, and a guilt front blowing in from the ocean.
My parents are arriving next week for a two-week visit (don't worry, they'll stay at a hotel) and will be on hand to be of service to their new grandson. We originally scheduled their visit for January thinking that the baby would be at most a month old and I'd still be home with him, but having extra help for the transition will be a real gift.
Isaac is being baptized at St. Ned's (@ the early service) while they're here, on January 7, the Feast of the Baptism of Our Lord (no pressure). Naked, if I don't finish sewing his gown. I'm going simple with this one, though. Really simple, not Sara-Simple. I mean it.
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