Next week, I start working again. After two kids and three years, I am going back to the workforce. To be honest, I am surprised I stayed home this long.But I know that it’s time. I am excited, but also anxious.
Last Monday, Patty and I went to the weekly playgroup session at the church here in our suburb. She was having such a great time. I had been doing this for so long- first with Katie, and then with Patty, it’s become part of our routine. As per usual, I took photos of her and sent them to JP, and posted them online. I suddenly felt sad. For Patty, because she doesn’t know this was to be her last time at the playgroup. At least until I become a stay-at-home mom again, whenever that will be.
I have so many concerns, second thoughts, about going back to work. Leaving my kids at childcare, letting teachers take care of them. Am I doing the right thing, has been running through my mind since I got my job offer.
But then, there is this feeling of excitement too. I look forward to being in an office, working with adults. Talking about things that are not child-related. I am excited to do something that is not related with housework, making dinner. I want to go back to doing what I’m good at, career-wise. Plus, I get to contribute to the household finances. I want to help JP on this part.
So while I do have concerns about working again, I want to do this for my own peace of mind. I want to see if I can hack it as a working mother. I am aware of the struggles of working moms. I’ve read about it, and gosh, I grew up with a working mother, so I should know, right? So here we go, another adventure for our family. I can only hope that I will be able to balance the demands of both my career and my family.
Are you a working mom? How has the experience been?
