I hate Sundays. I went back to work at like 8 weeks and my dad watches him. I am thankful my dad watches him because it’s someone I know and trust. But I hate the fact that someone else spends the majority of the day with him. I just am at work and have a hard time concentrating because I miss him. It doesn’t seem right. Every weekend I go through this and usually end up crying over it. He’s 13 weeks and although we have our routine down it doesn’t seem to help. I wish so badly I could stay home or work part time. But we have too many bills and are working on paying off some debt too.

I’m a social worker in a nursing home. It’s a very draining but rewarding job. Given the added stress of COVID of course too. I used to love doing photography and always wanted to do that full time but it’s so risky and hard to get to the point where one could even quite a “regular” job.

I don’t know if I’m just being a baby and I need to get over it but thought I would vent about it here. Just wish I could spend more time with my baby and teach him things and what not. Thanks for reading lol