All Good Things Must Come to an End

Today is a sad day... It is my last day on maternity leave. I am happy and sad at the same time. I want to go back to work. I enjoy my job at a 911 dispatcher, most people cannot say that they like their job. I like my coworkers and I miss seeing them everyday. Most of all I miss human interaction on a daily basis.
I will miss Mason, but the positive of my job is that I am on a "swing shift." My days off change every four weeks. I work 2 8a-4p shifts, 2 4p-12a shifts, and 1 12a-8a a week, this means that Mason will only be in daycare part time. For Example: This week he is only going tomorrow from 3:30-4 and then Friday from 8-4. Next week will be Monday for 2 hours, Thursday for 2 hours, and Friday for 8 hours.
I have been to the daycare center and looked at the set up and had a lot of my questions answered. I feel comfortable leaving him with the people there, but I am having the normal nervousness. At least I think it is normal.

I got my hair cut and colored last night. It is amazing how that can make me feel great afterwards. That is one of the things I could never give up if we had to go on a strict budget, I would get a second job to pay for it.
Michelle watched Mason while I was there and he wore a special outfit for her and Uncle Michael.
In this county Tuesday is the night that Firemen go to the firehouse for maintenance/meetings/etc. Michelle, Michael, & Tim are on the fire department so Mason had to wear the appropriate shirt :) He wore is Sunday too, but he spit up on it before we got to see Uncle Michael and Aunt Michelle.
************
Today we are going to try to run some errands... this is my first time taking him to stores alone. Wish me luck.