The part time juggler

Here we go, today I decided that I wanted to joing the blogging world, have been thinking of it for a wile so decided to jump it.

I am me, Emma.  Married to my sweet heart for the past two years, although we have been together for the best part of a decade.  Together we have our princess, the absolute light of our lives.

I went back to work January after 13 months of maternity leave.  I know I know I am lucky to have had that long, but geeze what a head spin it put me in, the thought of leaving princess for long stretches and getting her back at the witching hour.  But it has began we have started, life, real life really has began.  Before I knew it the high heels were back on and I was chasing a toddler to get dressed and eat her vegimite toast, sloshing my coffee through the house and watching the clock.

We are fortunate to have fab grandparents on both sides, 2 days a week princess is with the grandparents and for the other day she is at a child care centre (we call it school around here).  The first ever full 'school' drop off went fine, no tears from baby, a s**t load from me all the way to work.  From then on (for the past 2 months) every drop off has been met with these tears.  I did bust her today.  Drop off time, peeled her off my hip passed her over to her lovely carer, the lip dropped (she has her father's lip) the tears began, my heart sank so off I went to the door.  By the time I got to the next room to leave her Elmo bag in her little spot I could no longer here my DD crying.  Turns out she really is a girl...she can manipulate !!!

I do question my decision to return to work.  The mum guilt does kick in, but I do enjoy our office.  I work with a very very amusing bunch of people and they are my friends.  I do have to admit that having a hot coffee and not changing someones bum (in the physical sense...I work at a law firm) is a nice little break.  I have wondered whether this enjoying a break makes me a bad mum, or simply just a woman who makes the best of what she has.

The reason we work is to have the luxuries, everything I do I do it for my family.  Trust me if I won lotto I'd be leaving the office behind (in my sportscar at top speed), until then this is where I stand like a lot of other parents, juggling marriage, baby, work, home and a british bulldog.

I like the thought of being a part of this world, the blogging world, learning more from people and swapping over stories.

So let the blogging begin.

Until next time.

Emma