First Day of Work

Today is my first back at work. Much like first day of school after a long summer vacation, I started to panic and had fatigue for the last three days but the day nevertheless creeped up on me.
Even though Joaquin can't seem to comprehend what's going on yet, I tried to tell him that Mamu is going to work while nursing him. I told him to be a good boy and not to cause trouble for Dadu and Auntie Mary Ann. He looked at me with a big smile as if he understood what I was saying.
Saying goodbye to Chamu in the morning was hard. Having to pump at work was even harder. I had to sneak out of the board meeting to pump inside the ladies room (not the most ideal place but it is the most private place). My boobs started to hurt since the milk ducts got blocked again (that's why I hate pumping).
After the meeting I rushed home, only to find that Dadu took Chamu for a walk since he had been fussy since noon.
So here I am sitting by myself, exhausted from an all-day meeting, hurting from engorged boobs and wishing I didn't have to start work so soon.
I'm thankful that I had chosen the first of work to be a Friday... otherwise I don't think I could make it to the second day of work.