After eight months of staying at home to take care of our kid, this will be a new thing for me to deal with. I'm not scared with the job, I'm scared of getting homesick and suddenly missing our son. I'm scared that he may look for my hug when he wakes up from a not so nice sleep.
Truth is, I'm not really scared. Just a bit sad that I'd only have the evenings to share it with him.
Sniff, sniff. I'll just give you a really good hug in the morning and make sure that it lasts until I come back from work.