Today was The Day. My first “real” day back in the office. Officially. And the first day Sun has been away from CS and me all day. Gulp.

I planned on going to work on Monday but was quite distressed to discover not one of my pre-pregnancy suits fit me. Not one. Ohmygod. So I spent Monday at the mall buying “big girl” clothes — but just enough to get me to where I can lose the rest of the baby weight. Wouldn’t want to get too comfortable in my big girl clothes such that I don’t want to get back to my earlier weight (at least, this is what I tell myself!).

So today I am in a spiffy new suit. And heels. Heels! I haven’t worn anything but sandals for the last three months. I feel like the Hank Azaria character in “The Bird Cage.” You know, the one who tripped wearing shoes? Yup, that’s me.

Anywho, this morning went off without a hitch — my briefcase was ready, the baby was packed, CS even packed a lunch for me. We both felt like it was my first day at school!

Then I was off to meet my friend Wendy (over at Southern Mom) to hand off Sun to her. We had a rendezvous point in between our two homes and on the way home for Wendy from dropping Amber off at kindergarten — at a closed down fruit stand. Glamorous, huh?

Wendy calls me to tell me the traffic is tight at that location. So we detour and end up doing “the drop” on the side of the road. More glamor! So I quickly hand over Sun and her mountain of accoutrement when Wendy and my eyes meet with a singular thought. Wendy asked, “Does this feel illicit to you?” I felt I should be talking in code: “Here’s the ‘package’”; “the ‘supplies’ are packed”; “the eagle has landed” (Ok, that last one was just for fun). Thankfully, there were no fat envelopes swapped. I think cops would have swarmed our cars thinking I was selling a baby out of the trunk of my car.

And Wendy has spent her day reminding herself why she doesn’t want a third child (good ole dirty baby diapers!) and blogging all day to keep me up to date. I wonder how she’d feel about installing a camera in her home for me to see Sun all day. . . . C’mon!

And thus today has been a success. I have even been invited to be on a Steering Committee for this great national organization of which I am a member for their 2008 conference in New Orleans! Way cool!

So though I am wobbly in my shoes, the worst is behind me. I have new work that actually envigorates and excites me (oh, how long has it been that I’ve been envigotated and excited about work?)

It is official: I am a working Mom.