What if after more than a year of being at home, being just a little more than just a mom and someone – no, not just someone – a very important someone called upon you for a very big job?
What if the mere thought of leaving your daughters made you sick to your stomach, and yet the job is enticing and interesting and perfect enough to get your mind racing about it?
Could you imagine dropping your daughters off at day care, wondering about their day and picking them back up only to have a couple hours before bed to spend time with them?
Would evenings and weekends – and some holidays – be enough?
Does the sound of your own high heels clicking on the tile floors excite you or make you cringe?
And skirts? You hate skirts, right? Especially after day after day in sweatpants and T-shirts, right?
Why on earth do you need the money anyway? You’re fine living just above the line on one-income.
It’s just money, right? And most of that would go to day care, yes?
What would your daughters want from you? What is best for them? To be stuck at home some days of the week with their crazy mommy asking them to do crazy art projects yet again? Or, playing and learning to socialize and get along with other kids every day of the week?
What would they want? What do they need right now -- to play and learn, right. Wouldn't they like to do that with friends?
Do you think they can learn as well from someone else?
Would they understand why you are suddenly leaving them every day?
Can you imagine leaving the one that cries for you when you only leave the room let alone for an entire day, for an entire week for weeks on end? Would she eventually stop crying for me?What if it's for a job that could change lives? What if it's for a job that puts nothing above serving and caring for fellow human beings?
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