Well, here I am entering my last week of maternity leave.
Not ready, I don’t think I’ll ever feel ready to entrust Ezekiel to anyone, but it’s a step that must happen and I know in the end it’ll the best for everyone.
I’m a nurse. It’s not just a job for me, it’s my passion. It’s about the only thing in life aside from my faith, my husband, and Ezekiel that I’ve felt passionate about that hasn’t dwindled. I would love to continue spending every day with Ezekiel, but giving up my passion would be doing myself and my family a disservice.
I’ve done as much as possible to prepare. I’ve built up a freezer stash of meals, baking, and breast milk. I’ve mentally prepared and organized what our new routine will look like.
I’m not so naive to think that my preparation will exclude all difficulties with our transition, but it does exclude a certain amount of personal stress.
So this week, as I said before, I’m planning on just enjoying each day and each moment. Since intentionally pursuing simplicity I’ve gotten a lot better at just “being” and not feeling like something has to be accomplished each day. So the past few weeks I haven’t felt the pressure or stress of having to get things in order, I’ve been taking it one day at a time and slowly ticking things off my to-do list. I haven’t been focused on getting that list done, just on doing what I could each day and some days not doing anything at all. I think that will be my week this week as well. I’ll probably do a few tasks here and there in final preparation, but more than anything I’ll be soaking in every smile, every giggle, and even every tear of Ezekiel’s. Even better is that my parents will be here this week.
It’s going to be a fabulous end to an incredible year.