Don't get me wrong, by no stretch of the imagination was I a proper 9-5 working mom. But I got a small taste of what it must be like. And I no longer judge mom's who choose nannies and formula.
Everyone talks about the guilt of being a working mom. Guilt that you are leaving your child, but knowing you need the job to provide for the family. I had the other type of guilt. Because I had the most amazing boss in the world and could work from home I had the guilt that I wasn't working enough! Especially after having done an MSc and PhD where all you learn is to feel guilty that you aren't working hard enough.
I must admit I was excited for.my.little one to start daycare because she loves time with other kids. Though I admit I realised I loved watching her with other kids even more...which you don't see at all when they are at daycare! You just see the tears at either end, at the drop off and tears of relief at the pick up. Probably not a wise thing to have started daycare during the 8/9 month separation anxiety phase!
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