Tuesday, May 31, 2011
C was asleep tonight by the time I got home from work. This is probably the worst I've felt about being a working mother. I honestly try not to think about it too much. There are positives and negatives in any choice we make. For the most part, I'm happy with mine. I really miss him while I'm at work and I am acutely grateful for every moment I get to spend with him. Part of me wishes he'd wake up, the rest of me knows if he does wake up, he won't go to bed until 2 at the earliest. He was up at 3:30 this morning and didn't want to go back to sleep or play alone. It has been a long day, which probably doesn't help my disposition. Being a
working mom is hard.