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Bless you Kathy for even remembering that I was back at work last work, you are a great CL.
TBH, I found the whole thing horrendous :o( I knew I would miss Lyla but it was even worse than I thought and there are a lot of reasons. The root of it is that it's confirmed that I just want to be a full time stay-at-home Mummy until she's a good bit older - I know it's not a very twenty-first century attitude but I love being at home with her, watching her develop, taking her swimming, to music class and generally just taking care of her myself. I even enjoy the housework and the cooking and washing and ironing (well, most of the time!!). I didn't wait 4 years for her to give her to someone else to look after (BTW, these are just my own personal feelings and views and I'm not judging anyone else on what they feel and do in their own lives, I know everybody is different and everybody's circumstances are different). Added to that is that I travel an hour in rush hour traffic to get to work so, although I'm only working for 7 hours a day, we're both out of the house for 10 hours - 7am-5pm. The weds was the worst because I had to wake Lyla up to stick her coat on over her PJs, bundle her out into the cold car and dump her at my Mums. It just felt so wrong. I cried all the way to work on the phone to DH. My boss is fantastic and after having a total meltdown with her, she has arranged for me to alter my hours from next week and only work 9:30-3:30. Although it's only 2 hours less a week, I'm hoping it will make a big difference because Lyla will be able to wake up naturally (she NEVER sleeps beyond 7:15 and rarely beyond 7:00), we can have breakfast together, a bit of a play and I can dress her and take her to my Mums at 8:30 instead of 7:00. I'm not worried about how well she's being looked after or anything, she's with my Mum and Dad for heaven's sake so couldn't be in a better place. That isn't the issue at all although I am mindful of the fact that they are 68 and 71, albeit fit and healthy and devoted to Lyla. DH is being great and when I phoned him on weds am he told me to just turn the car round, go home and that we would somehow manage on his wages. The primary reason for me going back to work was to save most of my wages so that we could go back to Barbados and try for a sibling with our remaining frosties. But not to the detriment of the child and the contented family life we waited so long to have.
I do enjoy my job but I'm not particularly career orientated and it doesn't really bother me that I'd have to start from the bottom if I leave my profession now for a few years. Lyla is my priority. Don't get me wrong, there were moments last week when I really got into what I was doing and felt quite happy.
I'm trying to focus on the positives of which, compared to some working Mums, I know there are many - it's only 2 days a week (but it feels likes 2 weeks), it's my Mum and dad who are providing the childcare (but it's not me), my employers are being extremely accomodating (but if they weren't maybe it would be easier to just leave), we can just about pay the bills without me working (but can't go back to Barbados or indeed even have a weekend at Butlins!)
This has turned into an epic but it feels good to put down all the thoughts that have been whirling round my head all week. I honestly don't know what the outcome will be - I know that changing my hours will make a difference, I'm just not sure it will make enough of a difference to me. God, I'm such a big woose! DH is being supportive and just wants me to do what I feel is right.
On a positive note to finish, we had Lyla's birthday party yesterday and it was a fab, fab day with cupcakes, sparklers and a bonfire in the garden :O) We're having a grandparents tea party on her actual birthday on Tuesday.
Love
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