My maternity leave feels somewhat like a sabbatical. A matbatical, or sabbernity. Whatever you call it, it was the most fun I’ve had on no sleep since college.
I’ve always said, you can ask a question about parenting to 10 different moms and you’ll receive 10 very different responses. That’s the norm. Every baby and every experience is different. Right now, I’m excited (and very nervous) to go back to work. For me, it’s time.
Now, let’s try not to cry.
vacation maternity I’ve learned…
- Morning news is the best trash you’ll watch all day. I always had funny link to send to my friends or family by 9AM – sadly, I was the only person that found these things funny.
- Women are lucky. Listen, I am incredibly fortunate to have spent the past three months with Rhys. I know babies need their moms, but sometimes anyone with a bottle can make a baby happy. I consider myself fortunate for the time I’ve had nestling with him, considering many dads and some moms get little or no time off.
- Two kids mellows you out. Life almost felt like it slowed down. A new baby + an older sibling = opposite of relaxed, right? For me, I found that I did everything around the boys. They were my priority. That meant cuddling on the couch, taking longer walks, napping, etc. You can turn into a hurricane trying to get things done when babies are sleeping, but I honestly tried to follow their lead and do activities they wanted to do, instead of lugging them around on my errands. I had to consciously try to stop feeling anxious and guilty when I wasn’t working or doing something to/for the house or family.
- Coffee is my weakness. OK, this won’t come as a surprise if you know me, but I treated myself a few times a week was a good ol’ mocha or seasonal latte. I think I would be 10 pounds lighter if I could kick this habit.
- The devil is behind every online purchase. A top reason I need to go back to work, somebody has to to pay my online shopping bill. Nothing like ordering a whole bunch of stuff you just know you’ll look great in, with no place to actually wear it.
When it comes to being a stay-at-home or working mom there isn’t a right answer or best case scenario. Here’s the deal, I am surrounded by moms of all types. I have mom friends that run their own businesses, are employed part-time, and those that are stay-at-home. These women are all happy in their own respect and I feel that each of them are meant to be doing exactly what they are doing. Even my brother is able to keep my niece (4 months) while he works from home. I’m ever amazed at his awesomeness.
You don’t have to justify your decision. I think I’m quick to rattle off reasons why I feel the need to go back to work, when it’s simply my decision and nobody’s business on how I arrived at that conclusion.
Regardless of what a mom or dad chooses they will always be a full-time parent. Even at work you’re constantly checking in on your kids to see if they’re sick, what they’ve eaten, or if they’ve slept.
I was with Ryder for 8 months before we put him in school. God bless UK maternity laws. I realized after trying to freelance and keep Rye at home that I craved adult interaction and wanted to continue following my ambition. Ryder needed to socialize, make friends, and learn. Every time he shows me something new, sings a song, or signs to me, I melt. We are fortunate to have found such a good school. It also makes me love every minute I spend with him even more. Time is precious.
Three months, eight months, or a year…it will always be hard to hand over the reigns to someone else. You’ll know what’s right for you. I’m blessed to have a job that I adore. If I’m going to be away from my babes it better be for something I love.
Newsflash, I’m not the only mother to go back to work. I have such admiration for working parents, a whole new level of profound respect.
Rhys is just toddler clay but I keep telling him he’s about to get a whole bevvy of personal assistants that will show him loads of cool things.
[insert ugly cry]
And then you have to take all your nerves, your tears, and your smiles, and put them at the top of your prayer pile.