I thought it would get easier to go to work, but the truth is it does not. I think it actually gets more difficult because Raf's little personality is really emerging, and I love being around him. Of course it's also restorative and resetting to be away, but you know, over all, I would rather not have specific times when I have to be away... I'd quite like to be independently wealthy and 'be away' to go for a nice bike ride, or something!
I half joked on Facebook that I'd like to be a stay at home mum, and while it's actually much more complex than that, I am finding the work/mum balance ever more of a challenge. Mind you, work is incredibly busy and I'm sure that doesn't help. Tomorrow i'm filling in for one of our adjuncts and won't be home until 10pm, but, when Sunday night comes I feel dread wash over me and I start counting down the hours until the next weekend.
We did have a lovely weekend. Lots of chores done yesterday, a nice doggy walk when we returned home, and today a really hard and awful(!) family run, which was also great but very tricky with such slushy conditions (it's HARD to push a stroller through snow and ice for almost 9 miles!). Now I'm looking at the ironing, knowing I need to get a little bit ready for tomorrow. I better go and do it!
Raf's new hairdo :)