Saturday, February 27, 2010
Who knew it would happen so soon? That my little girl, my princess would break my heart? Shatter is more likely. Into a million little pieces. But that's just what she did at the ripe old age of 3 and a half. She wants me to ask my boss if I can stay home everyday with her so I can watch her grow up (her words, not mine; I have a very mature 3 year old). She wants me to tell my boss that I'll keep working for her but that I won't be physically coming into work anymore. I never imagined a life where I wasn't working and now my child has me questioning it and questioning whether or not I'd be good as a stay at home mom. I've always been one of those mom's that would take a bullet for my children but who also wants a little bit of time away from them and work allows me that freedom. But as they are getting older I realize that I may be missing important milestones because I'm at work. I missed my daughters first step because I was at work (and it wasn't really a step seeing as how she walked clear across the kitchen to find her grandmother), I missed my son's first word because I was at work. And now I'm trying to figure out a way to get my daughter into a pre-K because she wants to go to one but I haven't found one yet conducive to my work schedule. How do you say no to that?