I wish I had known that it would all work out when I went back to work. On my first day back, my daughter woke up three times the night before, spit up on her first two outfits, and I had to turn around to pick up the breast pump I left at home. As much as I wanted to return to my job, I thought, "This is not going to work." A week later, she was sleeping through the night, and we had a routine down. All was well. And, most importantly, my time with her after work and on the weekends was even more special.
- Rebekah, mom of one, Des Moines, Iowa