I return to work. I'm not quite sure how I feel about this.
On one hand, I love my job...I love the kids, I love my coworkers and I love the feeling to accomplishment that I have at the end of the day.
But those are all things that I felt before I knew Natalie. Maybe now my love for her will trump any love I have for my career and I will be miserable for the eight hours a day that I'm at school.
Or maybe...and this is the even scarier thought...I will enjoy my eight hours away from her during the day. Will that make me a terrible mother?
I'm not sure which is worse - being miserable because I'm away from her, or guilty because I'm NOT miserable that I'm away from her.
And so the working mother conundrum begins.