Tonight, I want to sit here and cry. How do people do this?
I miss BB during the day. Last night when I went to bed, I almost got him out of his crib to bring him to bed with me. I knew he'd be up soon enough though. I only had to wait an hour for him.
My new manager told me a couple of weeks ago (when we met to discuss this new position) that she doesn't micro-manage. I'm starting to suspect that she does micro-manage. She also told me that she's not a clock-watcher, that I'll be independent and have freedom. I'm beginning to think that the words 'independence' and 'freedom' mean something different to me than they do to her. I still think she's a nice person and all, but I don't think this new position is going to be quite what I was hoping for.
On the bright side, BB really does seem to be enjoying his time with Grammy this week, and I'm enjoying coming home to a happy baby and a clean house. It's too bad it's only for the week. But, it's good that he's going to be going to a sitter's with other kids, right?
I need to keep reminding myself that things will get better. They have to. Otherwise, I'll end up on meds again.