Back to Work
So. I am in the process of settling Noah in with my child minder before my return to work next month. Lots of people assume that now I have three children, I won't be going back. But if they had any idea what it is actually like to have three children they would know exactly why I am going back to work. Ha ha.
I am looking forward to going back to work, more so than last time when I returned after Theo. I'm looking forward to putting on work clothes and wearing heels again. To thinking about something other than my children for a few hours a day. To eating a nice lunch from Itsu. To popping into a shop without wrestling a pushchair in with me. To not hearing Freyja say 'But what if....' and Theo saying 'Why....' and Noah shrieking 'eeeeekkkk'.
I am not going back to earn money, because I am giving all of that to my child minder.
It feels very final going back this time. I know I keep banging on about Noah being my last child, but for me there is something about doing everything for a third time that feels like it really needs to be celebrated as being my last. Just to make sure I don't get tempted to 'even up the numbers' or anything insane like that.
So Noah was left with his childminder for a few hours and yesterday for his first full day, from 8am to 6pm. It's all gone fine. When I picked him up yesterday he gave one heartbreaking whimper when he saw me.
I think we will have the usual morning tears. But this time we have swapped roles, and Adrian will now be dropping off in the morning and I will be picking them up. This means I get to walk out the house at 6.55am, leaving Adrian and the kids and the getting them all dressed and breakfasted behind. Even the thought of having to get up at 6am does not put a dampener on this. It feels like I have won a prize.
Of course, I will have to wrestle 3 tired children into the car at the other end of the day and get them home and into bed. Can't have it all.
I am looking forward to going back to work, more so than last time when I returned after Theo. I'm looking forward to putting on work clothes and wearing heels again. To thinking about something other than my children for a few hours a day. To eating a nice lunch from Itsu. To popping into a shop without wrestling a pushchair in with me. To not hearing Freyja say 'But what if....' and Theo saying 'Why....' and Noah shrieking 'eeeeekkkk'.
I am not going back to earn money, because I am giving all of that to my child minder.
It feels very final going back this time. I know I keep banging on about Noah being my last child, but for me there is something about doing everything for a third time that feels like it really needs to be celebrated as being my last. Just to make sure I don't get tempted to 'even up the numbers' or anything insane like that.
So Noah was left with his childminder for a few hours and yesterday for his first full day, from 8am to 6pm. It's all gone fine. When I picked him up yesterday he gave one heartbreaking whimper when he saw me.
I think we will have the usual morning tears. But this time we have swapped roles, and Adrian will now be dropping off in the morning and I will be picking them up. This means I get to walk out the house at 6.55am, leaving Adrian and the kids and the getting them all dressed and breakfasted behind. Even the thought of having to get up at 6am does not put a dampener on this. It feels like I have won a prize.
Of course, I will have to wrestle 3 tired children into the car at the other end of the day and get them home and into bed. Can't have it all.
posted by solveig at
6:11 pm
3 Comments:
hahaha, love the phrase. "It feels like I have won a prize."!
Good luck with everything, sounds like you are all doing great :)
Thank you! I'm going to miss my little bub a lot, but I know I will appreciate my days at home with the kids so much more!
The number of people I hear saying how they can't understand why some women go back to work and it just covers the childminder / nursery costs and that's it but it's usually men and I completely understand why women do it. A happy, well rounded mum makes a better mum as far as I'm concerned and I know that I need to work too. I love my son and will do with my soon to be second son, but being at home with the children full time, all the time is not for me. We would drive each other crazy!!! Work time is me-time as far as I'm concerned.
Post a Comment
Subscribe to Post Comments [Atom]
<< Home