Seems like no time since I packed up my desk to start maternity leave. I'm back to work tomorrow. Got my box of stuff packed (including photo of kids, kidston mug & tea pot, and my breast pump!) Just have to add my lunch in the morning.
I've spent the day cleaning up. Kitchen & bathroom are fit (enough) for my mum coming over to childmind. Hubby & eldests uniforms are washed. Since its Twelth Night hubby has taken the tree and decs down. It's all very sobering.
While in looking forward to being around adults again I am going to miss my kids terribly. I've never been apart from George for more than 3hrs and its going to be hard leaving with Jack - who I am dropping off at school - in the morning. Mascara might be a bad idea...
But its not like I haven't done this 'first day back' thing before. It's no easier 3rd time round, but I do know everything will be ok. It still makes me sad though. I was fine until today and now it seems real I'm a little less than fine.
I'll be home before 6pm. I get an hour with them all before bed.