Working mothers, raise your hand.

Since returning to work I’m often worried by whether I will miss moments of my sons toddler years. Most stay at home mothers I meet tell me their daily routines and their children behaviours during the week. Then I start to day dream of how it’ll be like if I stayed at home and enjoyed everyday with my baby boy (which is what I ever so dream of). I would be lying to myself if I didn’t say I am a career woman and I enjoy the working life (mindful that financially I am comfortable).

I am ever so thankful for my husband whom is ever so reassuring that I will never miss any part of my toddlers growing years. Jeff reminded me how I was there when he said his first word, which was Papa (wasn’t too happy about that either). First crawl, first clap (remember the Open Shut Them post?), first stumble, first high five, first tooth, and the list goes on.

I’d hope to think this is a normal thing to feel. After all I only want the best for my child.