This isn’t just the last day of March, it’s also the last day of maternity leave.
I return to work tomorrow.
April Fools Day!!!
As I write this, the baby is in the exersaucer desperately trying to talk to me. I wish I knew what he was trying to say.
I try not to think about it, but I realize just how much I’m going to miss him. It’s time for daddy to take over his full-time care. I wonder if he’ll miss me? Will he wonder where I went? I felt this way with all the kids but with this baby, it’s more poignant. Because he is my last. I know this.
The last six months have been truly a blessing. To be home with my entire family has been wonderfully exhausting, yet I am really looking forward to being a doctor again. I know I never really stopped being one, it’s who I am and who I will always be. Just like being a mother is who I am and will always be – it’s just that the mother had center stage for so long, it seems. But, now it’s time to be a doctor again.
Dr. Mom.
That’s me.
The Urban Dr. Mom 
You can do this and when you get back into the swing of things, you will wonder how it ever could have been different. Even though I don’t know you personally, I feel like I *know* you… and that being said, you are probably the perfect Dr. Mom that I can imagine. Being a Dr. makes you a better mom and being a mom makes you a better Dr. Period.
Thank you so much!!!!