This has been a bit of an emotional week for me. After 3 years of being a stay-at-home mom and dedicating my every minute to my little Lucie, I am transitioning into working mom territory! I’ve spent so many days fantasizing about this day. I’ve enviously side-eyed the dressed-up, put-together-looking working moms in my elevator as I am hauling my screaming baby and dog for our morning walk in my same disheveled yoga pants look I’ve been rocking all week. I’ve had countless moments of feeling fed-up, exhausted, isolated, useless, and “ready” to return to work, but when I actually had opportunities, I freaked and realized I wasn’t ready to leave my baby’s side. I feel so beyond fortunate that I have had the privilege of dedicating myself to my baby for her first three years of life. I wouldn’t have had it any other way, no matter how many hairs I’ve pulled out of my head and extra wrinkles I have from exasperated crying. I admire moms that have worked from the start, and my heart goes out to the ones that have had no choice. I fully understand that we all have our different contexts and stories and that what is best for some is not best for all. But something that does make me sad is that I have felt more supported and celebrated about my decision to return to work than for my decision to be a stay-at-home mom. There is no bigger sacrifice you can make than to bring a life into this world and leave behind everything you used to know about yourself including your career, identity that comes with that, money, and general day-to-day life, in order to dedicate yourself to an exceedingly demanding tiny being. I wish that our society understood, honored and appreciated not only the sacrifices stay-at-home parents make, but also the extent to which this benefits our children. So, here is a big shout-out to all you stay-at-home moms and dads out there. I see you, I appreciate you, and I celebrate you!
Wish me luck on my next adventure! I miss my baby already :’(.