Break time

Yes, I so need a break. Chocolate is also welcome.

I feel like I have never really been a proper stay at home parent before.

When my eldest, Miss M, was born I stayed home for 6 months and then went back to work full time.

When my middle child, Miss V, was born, I took a year off before going back to work but this was largely due to us owner building our house and I used the extra time off to project manage the process.

This time round the birth of baby D (in January) came after I had already had a year off the paid work force, studying full time at uni.  While the year was hectic beyond measure, it wasn't exactly the same as having a paid job.  I was still the primary parent at home, even if I was studying while doing so.

This time round I have no distractions and am effectively a stay at home mum.

I am seriously not cut out to be a stay at home parent.  Baby D has thankfully gotten a spot at the local daycare and will be starting in the new year.

I cannot wait.  While I know it will be hard to leave him with other people taking care of all of his needs, I am so ready for a break.  I am so ready to spend the day using my brain and interacting with other people. I am so ready to have a reason to put on some make up, perhaps a nice dress and drink a cup of tea in peace.

I am lucky that the daycare where baby D will be going is the same one Miss M attended almost 7 years ago.  I trust the carers completely and I know they will take good care of him. I am lucky that I am only going to work 2 days a week so I will still get to have days at home with baby D and not miss out on too many of his milestones.


Regardless, the last couple of years have been LONG. Many days I am so consumed with taking care of everyone elses needs that I forget that I also have my own.  Getting back to work is a way of finding out what they are and maybe even satisfying some of them.

Bring. it. on.