I'm a Traveling Working Mom

This post was written while I was away on December 19th & 20th.  

Today is my first overnight trip for work since Reid was born.  I have had a couple day trips but have always been home for the little guys bedtime.  

Neil & I did spend one night away from Reid in September for a coworkers wedding. 

Somehow this doesn’t feel the same.  I feel very alone.  I guess because I am alone. 

I knew this trip was coming.  I was supposed to go to Houston 2 weeks ago.  It got postponed because we all came down with the stomach bug. 

Knowing that I was going to be away from Reid for 2 days (and 1 night… but who is counting) did not make it any easier to leave him this morning. 

I know he will be fine.  He is at daycare both days.  Daddy will be with him tonight.  

I dont know if I will be fine.  I tried to convince Neil that he needs to leave his computer next to Reid’s crib all night so that I can watch him on skype.  I dont think Neil was going for it. 

This is also my first time flying with breastmilk coming home.  Not gonna lie.  I am kinda nervous.  Well really nervous about that.  

And to top it all off… my pumping output sucks.  I am getting about 3/4oz when I pump at work.  Reid is eating 12oz or so during this time.  Ugh.  

Luckily I still have milk stored away in the freezer.  I would like to keep him on breastmilk alone at least through the winter to help ward away any other illnesses.  But am not opposed to introducing cows milk after his first birthday, when needed. 

Since my pumping output is sooo low, I think after the Christmas, I am going to wean from that single pumping session…. And be done with that sucker.  Literally. 

We shall see.  

In the meantime, I will miss my baby.  

Update:

I am currently on the flight home.  Home to my baby.  Home to my hubby.  Home to my bed. 

I had to chance to skype with Neil & Reid twice in the evening.  Reid was happy to see his momma.  He also whined and reached for me on the computer screen.  So sad.  All momma wanted to do was squeeze him too. 

Last night was hard.  I anticipated it being hard.  I knew I would be hard.  I knew that I would be alone.  I just did not realize how alone I would be.  I did not realize how hard it would be for me. 

Neil & Reid did fine.  The kid that I still feed 1-2 times per night… didn’t eat at all overnight.  What? He didn’t sleep straight through either.  Neil said that he woke up 3 times but Neil was quickly able to put him back to sleep.  What?  I know.  Why am I getting up at least once sometimes twice a night to nurse this baby.  

Momma is on to you little one.  No more pulling a fast one on me.  I think after the holidays we may be due for a mini sleep training session to try to know out the couple middle of the night wakes up.  

So yeah.  I survived.  Neil survived.  Reid survived.