Back to Work
School starts back tomorrow and I’ll be working three days a week. Hunter will have two days with my Mum and a Daddy day with Michael. We are very lucky that we don’t have to send him to child care. I 110% trust who is looking after him and, bonus, we save money or the money I earn can actually go to fun things like...bills and a mortgage - reality.
Everyone keeps asking me if I’m sad to go back to work, if I get anxious leaving Hunter or if I find it difficult leaving him. The answer is a resounding NO. Don’t get me wrong, I love, like truly deeply love, every aspect of being a Mum. The late night feeds, the nappy explosions, the vomiting - I wouldn’t trade any of it. Hunter is my entire world but oh my, I am looking forward to going back to work. Days spent with just Hunter are wonderful but as any parent would know they can also be monotonous and can get a little boring at times. I love watching and playing with him all day but I need adult interaction. Finding 7 days worth of adult interactions is more challenging than one might think and there is only so many times you can go to the fruit shop in one day. The answer is once, they genuinely look at you weird if you go twice, trust me.
The other reason I am looking forward to going back is because I actually love what I do. Sure, there are days and moments where it's tough and I'd rather not be there but work isn’t work if you love your job. Monday's aren't difficult if you really want to be there. I'm lucky that I can say I love all aspects of my job. This year I’m Art teaching for two days and Wellbeing teaching for one. A role that I couldn’t be more excited for. I love the students and all the staff I work with. So this is three days that I get to spend doing a job I love and working with people I love. I know you might be thinking how lucky I am that I can say this as not all people can. But make a change in your life - each day should be spent working on something you are passionate about. I'm not lucky, I work hard at my job and hard to maintain the relationships I have with the school community. We create our own luck.
At the end of my day, (which is well beyond 3:30 for those of you thinking I get to leave when the students do!) I'll have a baby waiting for me whose smile is never as big as it is when he sees me walk through the door. I'll be more appreciative of the time spent with him, more appreciative of each kiss and cuddle and even of the tears. I think the time apart from me will be good for him as well...we have some serious separation anxiety happening!
It might be different if we had to send Hunter to childcare and it might be different if I didn’t like my job or who I worked with, but I am truly looking forward to going back to work. Monday's are going to be good days.