I'm back at work. Not officially, but I'm setting up my room. It was so hard to NOT be home with Ian today. I think it's even harder this year than it was last year. Last year I was frantic and crazed and sort of tired of dealing with a baby that did nothing but cry 50% of the day.
Now, I know what I'm missing. Over the summer, Ian and I have really bonded. He's SO fun (but still cranky) and cute. He's learning so much everyday, and I hate knowing that I'm missing all the little things with him. He's in good hands, I know, but it still sucks not being there.