Today marks one month since I’ve been back at work after maternity leave. I cant say I’m 100% happy with it, but at the same time, its certainly not the worst job in the world.
Mine and Liam’s shift timings work out brilliantly for our situation so that it means we don’t have to pay out childcare costs. I have Dexter all through the day, and then I will walk to work with him in the buggy, hand him over to Liam and then he’ll walk him back home again and I’ll start work. By the time I come home, Dexter is fed, washed and asleep (mostly) and the rest of the evening is mine and Liam’s.
Its not a bad place to work, (most of) the people are nice enough, theres no hideous uniform, the pay isn’t the worst and theres an opportunity to earn commission – but sometimes I feel like I’m just too creative and I need to be doing something else, something with my hands or something where I can produce something at the end of it and say “I made that”.
Aside from that though, its working out really well. It fits in perfectly with Dexter’s routine. Liam gets to spend a lot more time with Dexter without me telling him how to do things, which is lovely because now he send me pictures instead of the other way round, and he tells me little stories about what they’ve been up to. Its nice to see them having their own time together. I think Liam looks forward to home time a lot more now too. Is it wrong to say I don’t miss them as much as I thought I would? I’m only away from them for a few hours and don’t really have time to think about them when I’m working.
I suppose we all have to do things to bring in money and pay the bills so at least this fits in with our lives without disruption. And to be honest, Its actually not so bad.