You and I went through a major change this month, and it can be summed up in one word... daycare. The end of my maternity leave came, which meant I had to go back to work and you went to daycare. It was a hard transition for one of us. The other took to it like a dog will take to an easily accessible plate of bacon.
To get myself ready for that moment when I would drop you off for your first full day, I took you in for a couple hours one afternoon the week before I went back to work. It turned out to be a smart move as it made that first full day MUCH easier than it would have been otherwise.
Coinciding with your start at daycare, you stopped sleeping through the night for a couple weeks. I don't know if it was the change or a growth spurt you were going through. Sleep deprivation from getting up to nurse you in the middle of the night plus working full-time was something I was not looking forward to about going back to work. But it's nice to know that I can do it and survive.
It's only been a few weeks in this new routine, but so far you're still breastfeeding. They said in our breastfeeding class we took before you were born to make small goals for breastfeeding. My first goal had been to get through the first few days til we both learned and got a rhythm going. The second goal was to nurse a month, then it was until the end of my maternity leave, and currently the first month back at work. My next goal is to make it to the six month mark.
Developmentally, you've gotten good at controlling your hands. You like to bring them to your mouth to suck on your fist or pull the hand of whoever is holding you to your mouth. And you're so close to rolling over.
I miss spending my days with you, baby girl. I think about you often and will scroll through the pictures and videos on my phone while I pump at work. When it's time to call it quits, I don't hesitate to pack up my stuff and head home because I can't wait to hang out with you all evening.