If things had gone differently, this week would be one that I would have dreaded and hated.
This is the week that, if things had gone differently, I would have returned to work. This is the week that Madi would have started daycare.
If I had not had any complications during pregnancy, I would most likely still be at my former job. I would have taken my 6 weeks of maternity leave and then gone back to my job yesterday. I would have gone back to a job where I didn’t get home until 9pm three nights a week. You see, I did home visits with clients with TBI, so I often had to wait until they got home from work or school to do my visits. I also served the whole eastern part of Michigan. So in order to fit every one in, and with all the travel time, it was frequently 9pm before I got home.
As it is, I have been back to work for 2 weeks at my new job. And Madi comes with me. I love having her with me. In fact, the longest we’ve been apart is about 2 hours…and that felt like a long time!
Taking this new job means a huge pay cut for me. But it also means being there for all the firsts. The first smile (yup…that happened a week or so again…melt my heart), the first step, the first word, etc.
Thank goodness that things didn’t happen differently. 🙂