I am very lucky in that the powers that be at my former job sometimes let me come back and pretend I am a news writer once again.

That is the case this week.

Each morning I wake up at 4:30 a.m., get to work at 5:30 a.m., and then leave at 9 a.m. so I can start my day as a stay-at-home mom.

It’s exhausting, but it’s been nice to get back to work, visit with some of my co-workers, and pretend I know what I’m doing.

(I don’t know what I’m doing.)

I’ve filled in intermittently since I quit to become a stay-at-home mom, but this time it had been a couple months since I’d been at work.

And in a couple months, what did I miss?

Oh…remembering my logins and passwords. A bunch of new people. Learning how to compile numbers for managers.

You know. Totally minor things.

I felt like a complete impostor!

Somewhere along the way I’ve become WAY more comfortable knowing when Tom is ready for a nap, what to give him for lunch, what to do to fill our day.

Remember when I was worried about that?

Yeah, no worries!

Now I need to write a blog about how I’m worried about filling in at work.

Because it has taken me until today to finally get a handle on this thing called work.

Of course, my routine will be perfected, down pat, totally awesome by tomorrow.

You know, because that’s my last day.