There are some days that I really wouldn’t mind going back to work outside of the home. I do miss working in higher education sometimes, and when I have a particularly challenging day with C, the thought of going back seems very attractive.
Then I have moments with him when he’s very cuddly or he sees me from across the room and runs up to me saying, “Mama!” I love when he says a new word or his eyes dance when I read him a story. It makes me laugh when his favorite song comes on and he starts bobbing his head and dancing. When he sees a dog on TV, he says “woof woof!”
Even though there are days I want to pull my hair out because he won’t stop grabbing at his poop while I’m trying to change his diaper, or he refuses the seventh thing I try to feed him for lunch, I think I would miss those good moments too much if I went back to work outside the home.
Yesterday we had a lazy sweatpants day. We had dance parties, cuddlebug moments, and we both took a nap. There were hair-pulling moments, for sure, but I’m going to choose not to remember those.