Yet another line from my favorite work of lit - "April is the cruelest month".  Normally I would not say April is in any way cruel, but today maternity leave ended and I left my children at school to head back into the workforce.

There are things I will miss and there are things I won't miss.  I'll miss the afternoon snuggle naps.  I won't miss Spongebob Squarepants episodes when I know good and well something (anything) better is on television at that exact moment.  I will miss lunching with my son.  I won't miss the food critic he has become.  I will miss our afternoon walks.  I won't miss how long it takes me to get everyone and everything needed for the walks out the door.  I will miss seeing Reagan's smiles and developing laughter.  I won't miss her screaming at me when the dogs bark too loud.  Leaving my children at their school would have been a whole lot more traumatic except for three things:  1.  Wilson told me recently "You need to think about taking me back to school because I think my friends miss me." (Code for "You're really not as much fun as my friends are.") 2.  All of Reagan's teachers have had Wilson at some time over the last 4 years and I know she's getting maximum cuddle and care, and 3. My children are right across the street from my office. 

The best part about going back to work is that Chris' office is just downstairs.  Instead of waiting all morning to see him at lunch or waiting all afternoon to see him at dinner, I can see him any time I want - often just passing in the hall as we're running around campus.  It makes it nice having all three of my loved ones right here. 

Still, April is cruel this year - tearing me out of full time motherhood and placing me back at my job.  Lucky for me all of us are here together and I love my job.  That makes April just a little less cruel. 

But I can't tell you how much I will miss afternoon snuggle naps.