My first week back at work is on the books. It was hard. Really, really hard. On me, I mean. I've spent a lot of time crying, looking at his pictures, thinking about him, and crying more. I hate this. I hate everything about it.
Right now, Aidan is with his dad Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, and at school Tuesdays and Thursdays. I don't know which is harder on me, but the boy seems equally happy with both. He's such an easy kid.
The M/W/F setup is tough because i hate handing him over to Tom knowing that I'd rather keep him with me. I hate knowing he's home and I'm not. It sucks.
The Tues/Thurs setup is a little easier, if only because he goes to school a few minutes from my office, and I can visit him during lunch.
We're still working to get into a routine. Bonus points if I eventually stop feeling like I want to die every time I leave for work.