One more month...

In exactly one month, I'll be going back to work full time.  I am cutting my hours to 36, and will work four 9-hour days.  I really wish I didn't have to go back to work, but our current situation dictates that I do.  I also wish I could only work part-time, but at my current job, that is not an option.  There are a lot of factors involved in why I don't want to switch jobs, but I'm still going to keep my options open.  It would be great if we could move to a more inexpensive location, but our home value has dropped so much that we feel stuck here at the moment.

I feel blessed that our moms will be coming to look after him for a few months when I first go back to work.  I know they will take great care of him.  But I am anxious about sending him to daycare after that.  Will he get the attention he needs?  Will they treat him well?  I am praying that a great daycare situation falls into our laps. 

I always thought that I would be bored at home looking after a child, and that I would want to work.  Now that I have a child, I no longer feel that way.  It's not that I mind working, it's just that I'd rather spend the time with Quinn, and there is so much to do at home to keep me busy enough (particularly now since we don't yet have the nursery ready, but it seems like all I do at the moment is feed him, or pump--which is what I'm doing as I type this).

I know that ultimately God has a plan and will work everything out, and I need to trust that.