…And We’re Back

I’ve been putting off writing this post. I’ve been putting it off because I wasn’t sure what I wanted to say.  I’m still not.  But now the day has arrived and if I don’t say something today, it will have come and gone without my saying anything.

I went back to work today.

After exactly seven months as a work-at-home writer, I am once again a go-to-work lawyer.

Yesterday, I sat cross-legged on my couch in tattered jeans and my favorite t-shirt, nursing an increasingly squirmy little girl while balancing a laptop on my knee.  Today, I am sitting at an actual desk, wearing clothes that are refreshingly (and yet, heartbreakingly) free from drool, poop and vomit.  I am wearing heels.  I smell nice.  I smell like me.  In the past eight hours, I have used a myriad of multisyllabic words to people who have used them back.

I miss my baby.

I miss her less than I thought I would.  I miss her in ways I didn’t expect.

This wasn’t part of the plan.  Detours never are.

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