On my second day back to work one of my co-workers, who is also a mother, emailed me this after I told her I was missing Adeline...
"So I'm going to be perfectly honest with you: It doesn't actually 'get better.' You are going to miss your baby every day you are at work. Eventually, you just get used to missing her and then every once in a while you think: Fuck it. I'm quitting. But you don't quit. And somehow this becomes your life until she starts kindergarten. It ain't pretty, Lisa."
Well I decided I don't want to get used to missing my daughter. And why should a stranger or day care center raise my daughter when my husband has a good job. So...I quit.
I quit the newspaper to be a stay-at-home mom.
