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by samantha on November 2, 2006

Wow, SUNDAY was my last post?! Things have been cra-zy busy around here, I don’t even know where to start!

Work has been nuts. I love it when it’s busy; the days go by so much faster. When it’s crazy busy that you can’t prioritize and you aren’t sure where to start, where you left off, and if you’re even going to get everything done, those are the days when I am on my game. That’s when my organization abilities come into play… I had lists, I had folders, phone calls, emails, work deligated to others … it felt really good to accomplish those things. I just felt back into “it”.

The life of a working mom is so much different then I expected. (I can hear you gasping now.) I know stay-at-home moms are working moms. I cherish you, and wish more then anything that I was able to do what you do. It’s just different being out of the house the entire day and shifting modes when you leave the office.
I never thought that I would have a hard time making this adjustment. I always thought that I would be a working mom. I would send my child to daycare, I would go to the office and I would come home. No biggie. Well, in many ways, it is.

I love the time that I have out of the house. I love that I have “my” time (even if it is at work); and I love that Carter has his friends and his “own place”. I actually am feeling guilty that I am enjoying that we have our space. I am having a hard time letting go of that guilt. Should I feel bad that I like being away from my child? Does that make me a bad parent? Who knows.

I do however, miss many aspects of being home with Carter. I miss the daily activites that we would do: swimming, walks in the park, shopping, playdates.. it was really a great bonding time and learning for both of us. Even those days that we would get so frustrated with each other ; those days were not all that bad in comparision to having the opportunity to see my child’s first steps and first smile.

When I pick him up at daycare at the end of a really long day (made even longer from an hour in traffic) it’s so worth it when I see that smile and get a huge hug.


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