Casey is 12 weeks old today. Yesterday began a new chapter for both of us: I returned to work; he began his life with a babysitter. On Sunday night he decided at his 3:30 wake-up that he didn't feel like falling back to sleep immediately and kept me up until 5:15. I had to wake up at 6:15 for work. Awesome. I doubt that little stunt made it an easy day for either of us but I think I suffered more since he was able to sleep all day. I know this because when I brought the boob milk I'd pumped over to Maria's at noon, he was sleeping soundly on her bed which made me weep a little.
When I dropped him off with the sitter he was all smiles but when I picked him up, I had to fight to get him to smile at me. I didn't quite succeed but it was a good time to be reunited nonetheless. BFF warned me he'd smell like the sitter but it was shocking regardless. I plopped him in the bath promptly, we proceeded to play a bit and he was asleep by 7:30. That's crazy, right? We went from being together 24/7 to having only a couple hours a day together? It's pretty sad but I think Maria is going to treat him very well and eventually Casey will grow to love her as much as his cousin Ethan did when she was watching him.