I went back to work after 1 year plus several weeks 2 days before the little-est one had her first birthday.
One year. And 10 teeth. Still not a lot of hair. A few words. A sweet laugh. A jolly temperament. Still not sleeping through the night. And yesterday she took her first steps - baby steps, two or three, and that was it.
Work exhausts me.
I do love coming home to my family.