You are about to finish your maternity leave, behind there’s that first month when you thought that 8 months would last forever, that when you would go back to work your baby would be old enough to leave him, cause you know he is already 8 months old!
Now you need to face the reality, your reality that it is over and you need to be away from him 3 days per week. I know everyone thinks 3 days is just fine and you will be alright but you think different. And because of this, I want you to remember a few things:
Remember that you need to trust that you are not the only one that can look after him and make him happy. Daddy is alright too, you know.He might get confused with what socks belong to who, (E or J) but he knows how to make him laugh, how to calm him down, how to give him the cuddles that he needs when he needs them. He will be able to style J’s hair every morning, even if no plaits are made, at least a nice pony tail, and no fashion will be in danger since it’s just the uniform she needs to wear on!
You also need to remember that going back to work means you will have some “adult time” for yourself, and you don’t have to feel guilty for that. It is alright to step away sometimes to be able to see the bigger picture of life and appreciate the small things even more.
Remember that you are not super mum! capable of doing everything, from laundries to homework, from meals to bedtime. If you feel too tired at some point, you can leave a few chores for the next day or even better, you can let somebody else gives you a hand.
Remember that as in everything in life, repetition and consistence marks the difference, so you will probably have a hard couple of first weeks juggling family time with your new schedule but it will get to settle down and you will be able to feel in balance again.
Most of all, you have to remember that the option to choose is always there for you. If you think, at some point, you need to prioritise things on a different way is alright to say “no”. Whether it be to continue working, to become a stay at home mummy or even a full-time employee…The ball is always on your side of the field. Because you know what… “you are the captain of your soul”
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.