Back to work

I have dreaded writing this email sense I found out I was pregnant. I have officially gone back to work. Friday was my first day, but today really feels like my first day. I am sure that it will be like a first day all over again next Monday when I leave Zach with the baby sitter, and another first day when school really starts.
Background-I have never imagined or thought of myself as a stay at home mother. I enjoy working. I have a new job for the fall where I will be in the classroom and have the flexibility to leave for Zach when he is sick and needs me. I have a great schedule that allows me more time in the evenings with him. I do not feel like staying home with Zach is what God has planned for our family.
With all of that said, leaving Zach has been the most difficult thing I have ever done. I don't even think it is the actual act of leaving him that is difficult, but all the thoughts that Satan allows to creep up and make me doubt our families decision. Such as, someone else will be with him more hours in the day than me, give him more bottles, work with him on how to read, write, count, and play with him. I am scared that I will miss something. I just don't want to miss a thing in his life. He is growing and changing so much every day.
After many prayers and worries from me, we have found a wonderful lady to keep Zach rather than put him in day care. She is my friends, hair dressers, mother. She keeps her 9 month old grand daughter and now Zach. I know that Janie is an answer to our prayers.
Please keep me/us in your prayers as becoming a working mother is a huge transition.

2 month pictures

2 months

Zach had his 2 month shots. I cried and so did he. That same day we also went back to the fertility clinic that we spent so much time at last year. As I went up the elevator, as I did so many days last summer, holding my beautiful baby boy, I was over come with emotions. I had to stop a minute before I went into the office to compose myself. There were so many times I walked through that door hopeless, scared, and wanting something I thought may never happen. As I stood there watching Zach sleep on my shoulder I once again was lost for words to Praise and Thank God, and just kept thinking what a miracle he is.
Zach weighs 12.13 pounds and is 24.?? inches long. His weight is in the 75th percentile, height in the 85th, and head size in the 80th. So, to sum it up, he is a big little guy.
We went for 2 month pictures today. They turned out well. I will post those later.