Its been a long while since I’ve worked.. 
..A long time since I drove the road most traveled about 6 months ago. 
..A long time since I’ve worn my business-casual attire and slipped my feet into a pair of suh-weet looking heels.. 
..And an even longer time since I’ve sat at my desk. 

After yesterday, I totally realized how much I actually missed all these things. 

I am happy to say that this Momma made it through her first day back.  I can’t say I did it without a few welling tears, but it was a fabulous first day to work in six months.  I felt really great- pretty and confident in a new outfit I picked out special for my first day back. For Christmas Jordan surprised me with several items of clothing to add to my wardrobe- he said it was a ‘reward’ for months of bed rest and growing babies:)  Everything was from Loft, he knows me so well.  Perfect man, right?  I know.

On Sunday night I felt like I was getting ready for my first day of school or something!  Making my lunch and laying my clothes out.. sifting through the small box of stuff I brought home with me on my last day of work back in August, making sure I had everything I needed.  And of course, I was certain not to forget new pictures of my babies for the frames on my desk! 

I loved seeing everyone, and honestly I felt as if I had never even left.  A good feeling to walk into.

I say all this, but really- I missed my baby girls terribly.  TERRIBLY.  I don’t know that I was prepared for the heart-wrenching lump in my throat that occured after I got the first text message from Jordan giving me an update on the girls, and it was a not-so-happy one. 

During their first feeding of the morning, Jolie had a rough time taking the bottle.  Jordan described it as “Bloody murder scream and cry.  Tears running.”  What?  I’ve never seen tears roll down either of my sweet girls’ faces, let alone a cry hard enough that warrants them.  My girls don’t cry like this.  How can that be?  I just wanted to pack up my things and head home, never leaving their side again.  Ever.  My poor girl doesn’t have much experience with the bottle at all, and so to have to take one was new to her. Thankfully the next update from the hubby was much better, and he included pictures and videos.  Really healped me get through my day without the three of them.  By bottle number three of the day, both girls had it down pretty well and ate to their little hearts desire. 

When my day’s end rolled around I was actually surprised it was already time to head home.  Even though it was a good one, I was SO happy to be gettin’ my hands on those sweet girls in just the time it takes to drive home!  Can I mention that my drive home was like the sky parted and God reached his loving hand down to remove all obsticals preventing me from getting home in no time?  He is so good. 

Now, here I am on Day 2. 

Bring it.