I’m feeling a little edgy today (read: all week) so I’m going out on a limb here with this post. It may even sound a little bitchy, but I don’t mean it that way. Please forgive the cursing. But sometimes it’s necessary.
These last few weeks have brought about a ton of changes in my world, and I’ve decided to share them with you.
After two years of running Richmondmom.com solely as my business, I’ve gone back to work full-time.
For the first time in nine years (that’s approximately 3,285 days, many of which I had with them) since my first child was born, I’m working a full forty hours per week.
For the first time in my children’s lives, they are in full-time daycare and/or afterschool care five days a week.
This decision to go back is multi-faceted and I won’t belabor that here, but suffice it to say that the time had come and the opportunity was ripe, so I jumped back onto the corporate mothership.
It’s hard. I mean, really hard. Not so much the work, as my coworkers are wonderful, I’ve run into lots of my super-smart and fun friends from the company we were displaced from when it went bankrupt (LandAmerica Financial Group), and I can actually hear my head think some afternoons as I hum away on my laptop, unlike when I was working at home with kids.
But I miss them. I miss doing their homework with them. I miss seeing them running towards me, stuffed backpacks flapping as they chug towards me as they get off the big cheese.
I miss mornings with my sweet little girl, who would light up like a flashlight when I picked her up at preschool, and who asks me every morning: do I have to go to school again today? Why can’t you stay with me, mama?
I miss throwing in a load of laundry in-between blog posts and reading stories before naptime. I miss being able to clean up the kitchen so it didn’t all have to get done at night when I’m too pooped to wipe down the counters and empty the dishwasher.
But most of all, I miss the time with my three little crumbsnatchers. It’s a precious gift, and one that I’ll always be thankful for. I’ve given up thousands of dollars reducing my schedule the last nine years to be with them as much as I could, and I don’t miss a single cent of it.
