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Well, I have had a wonderful 8 months with my dear son. Now it is time for me to return to work. I am currently looking for a J-O-B now. It is so funny because I found myself diving into the endless pool of job listings on the web without thinking about the fact that I would need a babysitter before I can obtain a job. I deserve a big slap on the forehead for that one! I surely did not realize how hard it would be to find a suitable and affordable daycare provider for my little bambino. Shoot, I even considered becoming a daycare provider. I could make good money doing that and I wouldn't have to pay for daycare for my son. I am still considering, but maybe for the future. In the meantime, my sister said that she would be more than happy to watch him until I find something more permanent. I was definitely thankful to her for that. Until I find that job though, I will still get to enjoy my days with the little guy.

I am really excited to go back to work. Don't get me wrong, I love being with my son, but I am starting to feel anxious and unaccomplished. I find myself calling my husband on a daily basis saying to him that I feel like "I didn't do anything today." It'll be fun to do some "grown up" things for a few hours. It is going to be pretty interesting in the morning. Me and Chris trying to get ready for work with a 3rd person to think about. I know it can be done though. We work well as a team. I think things will go smoothly if we get some of Desi's things prepared the night before. I would love to hear from other mothers about their first time back at work since having their babies. Did you cry? Were you relieved? Etc.

Anyway, he finally crawled last night! Woo hoo!!!! It was amazing and, of course, I cried like a big time sap (so what, I have the right! LOL!). My husband and I were so excited. Our baby is growing up. It is so surreal. He is in his exploratory stage. I just can't get him to keep still! It is a whole new world out there for him to taste and see. To see things through his eyes is such a priviledge. It really helps me to remember to enjoy the simple things.

Alright, that's it for now. Night Night!

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