So here it is.....I am now, officially, BACK. AT. WORK.  And do I like it?  Do I love it?  Did I miss it terribly?  No, No and NO.  I started back at work on Monday just gone and I am unbelievably sorry that I didn't win Tatslotto whilst I was on maternity leave because that may have let me stay at home with my precious family and not have us starve to death.  As it happens, I DIDN'T win lotto and I had to return to the Oh-My-Goodness-Gracious-Me drudgery. 

I sifted through about 600 emails in my in-box.  The 'Out of Office' automatic reply OBVIOUSLY not a strong enough hint to people to keep their infinately interesting chain emails to themselves for a few months.  THEN I had someone come into my office and expect me to make a decision on something! On Monday! After 3 months off work!  GO. AWAY. 

Seriously though, although I do enjoy my job and the responsibility I hold (I mean lets face it, being responsible for the health and wellbeing of about 1000 people has got to be uplifting right?) I so wish that I had more leave.  The fact that A. is now doing the SAHD thing is a HUGE relief though.  At least I don't have the daycare guilt issues to add to my already deepening 'abandonment guilt'.