Being down in the dumps is tough, but it's even worse when your kids see you cry and ask if you'd like a pretend sandwich to make it all better. "No, I don't want a sandwich. If we're just pretending, gimme a big dessert, please," I said. Then I hear Nina ask, "Why's mom crying?" Audrey answered, "I think she misses her coffee."
Yep, I miss my coffee on the way to work. I miss the best girlfriends in the world at work. But I also feel guilty as hell that I miss anything...because I have the opportunity to stay home with my kids.
As one of those rockstar girlfriends said, "I think every mom feels like you do...at some point or another..." It just doesn't make it any easier to figure out what that right combination of me, kids, family and home is.
So three good cries, one set of revised talking points, a box of rice a roni and a diet pepsi later...I feel better.
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There are many years ahead for you to catch up with work. Your kids are little for such a short time. Enjoy them while you can. We can always come with Starbucks. :)
ReplyDeleteHere's a fantastic article you will probably like. I've been following the Wall Street Journals "the Juggle" blog since having Hattie and dealing with the epic PT drama. Enjoy. I think you made the right decision.
ReplyDeletehttp://blogs.wsj.com/juggle/2010/06/09/shes-quitting-to-stay-home-would-you-could-you/