Mommy: "I have to go back to work tomorrow, sweetie."
Max: "Whoohoo! Now my Mimi can stay all day long."
Sigh. All the turmoil about whether I should or should not work, all the guilt about leaving two children, all the anxiety about juggling responsibilities....it was all for nought.
I was definitely more conflicted about going back to work this time. I have really enjoyed being home with Max and Sarah. I understand how quickly they move through each stage and I hate missing out on their daily activities. My agency seems to understand my hesitancy and are attempting to be as flexible as possible to meet my needs, including cutting back to only 2 days per week.
The first few days were a bit rocky, but we have survived being up all night (baby and me), blood loss (me), doctor visit before work (baby), and tears (me and baby). But there is no use crying over spilled milk....oh wait, that was me too.
My first client brought me great reassurance. As I walked into the waiting room for our appointment, her grandmother said, "See, I told you that your friend would be back!" and the child enveloped me in a giant hug. That hug reminded me of all the reasons why I work, and also helped me hold out until I could get home and squeeze my own babies.
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Oh, Marie. I know it is so hard. I struggle with that each semester, and then I get to work and remember why God called me to do that too.
I think you'll find that 2 days is perfect. I know I love my 2-night schedule!
Thank the Lord for the Mimi's of the world, right? (And mommies and daddies who raise well-adjusted children like Max!)
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