i have returned

to work. i was very concerned about the state of my desk. when we visited two weeks ago it was a disaster area, but today it was much better. many people welcomed me back and it was soon like i had never left, except for the breaks for expressing milk. i commandeered the sometime-occupied office of a superior, although as a backup i have been officially granted the use of an empty office on the 4th floor. i checked with my guy, though, and he doesn't have a problem with it , and he even said he would make attempts not to be in there during the times i told him i would like to use it. i love this place.
there is still one more pregnant lady here who is thankful that i am kind of 'blazing a trail' through the pumping situation. now she can see how the company handles the logistics of the issue.
no one in my group has had any problems with me doing this in their midst, so it's really nice. i did make some signs for the office door to let them know when i'm in there (although i imagine they can hear the machine, it sounds very loud from inside the same room).
i am not worried about the girls and kisu. he called to tell me how pooka imagined the day: "you go downstairs and study, daddy. i'll take care of the baby upstairs all day." uh, yeah, thanks, but i don't think that's gonna happen.